Talib Kweli - Gratitude lyrics

And you will need to find
Your passion many of you
Have already done it, many of you will later
Many of you may take to
Your thirties or forties
But don't give up on finding it right
Because then all you are doing is waiting for
The reaper find your passion and
Follow it and if
There is anything I have learned in my life
You will not find that
Passion in things and you will not
Find that passion in money
Because the more things and the
More money you have
The more you will just look
Around and use that as
The metric and there will always
Be someone with more

Who I be is the super MC
Run up on a group of MCs
Rappin' all rudimentary, like stupid MD
Head of Valley girls full of jealousy
But, I see through the envy
I be shootin' for the stars
Never shootin' the breeze
When you chase what you want
You run past what you need
Hear the call of the Lord
Start fallin' to your knees
And the families be immortal like
The dew on the leaves
Yup, every rhyme got a reason
You need me like your mama need Jesus
Murder rap from the words that I rap
Treatin' rappers like celebrity news
Got 'em leakin'
Malcolm said I may complain so the deep shit
Is spoon fed to you with
The flow if you're peepin'
So wavy with the flow, got 'em seasick
Acquirin' miles, wanna know what's the secret
They all devil worship except the reverend
You keep makin' that excuse but remember this
You feel better 'bout your own failure
When you think success is
Based on Illuminati membership
Fuck the money
That's my new fuckin' attitude
This the Earth, wind and fire, this gratitude
Whether in paradise or ghetto avenues
I stay inspired by my longitude and latitude
Recordin' in the rainforest in Puerto Rico
Climbin' up the Dunn's River
Falls in Ocho Rios
Joey made this beat in the Trump Tower
Fire like gunpowder
Finna light it up cause the blunt's sour
Revolutionary People's Party
Evolutionary, we so godly
Still at the strip club with Nico
When he pull his hair back
We call him Nico Suave
We the people's champ like my
Top of the year tour
From K Valentine to jessica Care moore
Nico Is to fuckin' with Cory Mo
GQ, Rapsody to Hi-Lo
This the good ship, Jamla the damn squad
Colors of the color to toast in the dancehall
They call me the solution to
Problem I can't solve
So get off that bullshit and
Get on your damn job get on your job, nigga
Get on your job, nigga
Get on your job, nigga come on
We be workin' damn hard
We pullin' the damn cards like
You're puttin' your hands up
We're stand up individuals
Fuck respectability
We ain't pullin' our pants up
We plugged in the lamppost
Never duckin' no damn folks
We ain't bucking like Sambo's
To fuck with our damn clothes
Hoes fascinated by the fashion statement
Yet you masqueradin' as a rap crusader
I know you a hater, player
I'm concentrated on the facts and data
That-a-way I've been my favorite
'Til there's no debatin' who's
The greatest rapper
Always ready for the battle, no fear factor
RIP PH, we shed a tear after hearin'
That we lost a gladiator what a real rapper
Spittin' bars in the cypher in the hereafter
I'm in artist mode
Writer then before, I'm a writer at the core
But let me get it off on stage and I prove
That I'm tighter than a moor
Invite him to the war
The truth about trust is
We motivated by the rewards
No one's above this
So by that logic we're monsters in the makin'
And seekin' justice is
Really self-preservation and
You don't trust what you can't see?
You don't trust what you can't touch?
Then how do you explain love?
You don't trust what you can't see?
You don't trust what you can't touch?
Then how do you explain love?

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