*featuring Res
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[Chorus: Res - repeat 2X]
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Where do we go? What do we say? What do we do?
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Nowhere to turn, nowhere to run and there's nothin new
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Where do we go for inspiration?
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It's like pain is our only inspiration
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[Talib Kweli]
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Yea, I see a place where little boys and girls
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Are shells in the oceans not knowin they a pearl
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No one to hold 'em while they growin
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They livin' moment to moment without a care in the whole world
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Now, if I could help it I tell it just like it is
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And I may say some things that you don't like to hear
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I know this: that people lie, people kneel
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People die, people heal, people steal, and people shed tears
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What's real, blood spills, gun kill, the sun still - rise
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Above me, trust me, it must be, morning - time
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Wake up, the stakes up
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Everybody want the cake up, to break up with the crew
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But when the karma come back for what you do
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It's too late to make up - some excuse
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[Chorus]
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[Talib Kweli]
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I come from people who stronger than time and space
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Wherever there's competition you gonna find the race
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I find a place in my heart for this hip-hop
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And pump blood through my vein my skin get hot
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I take you very serious and make you write more
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If I don't celebrate I got nothing to fight for
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I'm tight raw, excite y'all like nightfall
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I'm tight y'all, I walk the street like y'all
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About action, talk is cheap, right y'all?
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You start yappin' think about the beef you might cause
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The trouble you could get into
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You don't study, you not prepared and cats is testin you
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What you gonna do when you gotta face
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The manifestation of the words that you put in space
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They already there you cant take 'em out
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The studio gangsta inside you tryin' to break out
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[Chorus]
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[Talib Kweli]
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Yea, I see a place where little boys and girls
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Are shells in the oceans not knowin they a pearl
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No one to hold 'em while they growin
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They livin' moment to moment without a care in the whole world
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Now, if I could help it I tell it just like it is
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And I may say some things that you don't like to hear
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I know this: that people lie, people kneel
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People die, people heal, people steal, and people shed tears
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What's real, blood spills, gun kill, the sun still - rise
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Above me, trust me, it must be, morning - time
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Wake up, the stakes up
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Everybody want the cake up, to break up with the crew
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But when the karma come back for what you do
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It's too late to make up - some excuse
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Where Do We Go
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| Talib Kweli |
