Black Star, Black Thought - Mineral Mountain lyrics

Yo can we, can we play that um, New Normal
By Madlib?
Dude, this guy is so good, first of all
That cover
See now, certain pieces of music, certain
Pieces of art are just important
Like what they communicate and just
That cover just looks like, the cosmos
Woo! Now remember I said
I wrote something to this
Let's hear it, let's hear it
I wrote something
You recognize if I flip the cut, okay go

Listen, BEY the GUY again
And he's back to make Ali
In his prime seem shy
Lord pardon me for harboring hubris
Senior year dropout, religious studious
Many arose, some perish, some fail
The false must perish, only the true prevail


Don't even put it on the scale to weigh
Off the charts
Too heavy for the scale to say
But God's grace
We are able to shape time and space
We're back in the style, form, and wave
What the Eagle told the sparrow
"The crows ain't the problem"
Too boss to bother
Stronger than the dolla-ala that BEY, hah
Hold tight with the light
And vision beyond sight
Flow built with what death don't kill
They showin' light for Pac, or
Big, or Nip, or Phife
"Outstanding" like the Gap band jamming
Blow!

Tight, hype, roll tight, roll tight
But yes, yes y'all, let's hear the beat
Born free you and me, complete
It's Yasiin, and in between

Sometimes I'm out to get, to get, to get
Eighth light shine bright when my
Brothers get in the booth
Make sure the space where you're thinking
Is safe and trigger proof
'Cause soon they make telling
The truth mental abuse
All these hamster wheel rappers stay
Stuck in a loop
Only boring people get bored
They got nothing to do
I'm a legend but still spit like
I got something to prove
With bullet points like a rapper with
A gun in the booth
I'm 'bout as silent as the
Violence that the summer produce
That make us grow up so fast
And got us running from youth
James Brown found the boots of a man
That was hung by a noose
And put them on to walk a day in his shoes
Playing the blues
Keep our eyes on the prize, it's ours to lose
You paying your rent at the fool's paradise
It's hard to move we finna kick it, hear the
Drum and get wicked, like party crews
Took out the bishop like Q
So they told me I got the juice

To the beat, born free
You and me get complete, indeed
Standards of conduct, standards of beauty
The Mountain of Gold, the Inevitable Miracle
Standards of conduct, standards of beauty
Mineral Mountain, the Inevitable Miracle

My history, what can I say? It ain't perfect
It ain't on wikipedia, you can't search it
The thing about graffiti is it ain't cursive
If it don't make you feel a way
It ain't worth it
The force I'm against lost common sense
The boss right hand lost dominance
From not acknowledging his sole promises
The test resulted in a false positive
I've been met with a lot of
Flames and came through it
Thought it never come to this
Until it came to it
You try to change the game
Then it change you
It's just a few that really
Know the Dilla though, james Dewitt
I'm not one of us, I'm a sum of us
Been waiting for the dough to
Come and punish us
For anthems we get pigeon peas and planted
Damn now we running from the sun
What's become of us?

Hah, yes yes y'all, hah, and to the beat
It's you and me, hah
Standards of conduct, standards of beauty
Mountain of Gold, mumble, hah
Standards of conduct, standards of beauty
Mountain of Gold, the Inevitable Miracle
Yeah

It's beautiful brother
The Inevitable Miracle
Bro, I got it you gotta star doing cyphers
Over Zoom like this?
Yes! Just for the first -
Wait we recorded that
See that could be an NFT!
I knew you were gonna say that
See I already pressed it up laughter