Robert Glasper, Amir Sulaiman - In Tune lyrics
[Robert Glasper, Amir Sulaiman - In Tune lyrics]
I heard him call out
I heard him call for his mother
And I didn't even call my mother
I wanted to avoid talking about
The elephant in the room the pig on my neck
The devil on detail
We were born of a people who
Were torn from their people
For the root of all evil
From it, sprung the trunk, the branches
And the fruit of all evil
Unless they need you
They act as if they don't see you
Besiege you, and tell you to cooperatе
As if it's something you agreed to
Before criminals constitution
Nothing's illеgal
Except people who were once
Property destroying property, upheaval
Keep your eye on the sparrow, the bald eagle
Defeathered and beheaded at the
Stoop of the steeple
Guarded by soldiers, stupid yet lethal
It doesn't matter if a liar has
A republic or democracy, or monarchy
It's malarkey
Don't mind me if I seem a little off key
Or I sing a little off key
But when we're on keys we can unlock things
Souls freed otherwhise held hostage
On the ebony and ivory
With the heart of a gnostic
But hands of a locksmith
A pharmacist, a prescription for the toxic
Eating away at our subconcious
8 ball in the corner pocket
8 ball on the corner cop it
How can we stop it when
The cops and the robbers
Money is their religion
They follow the same profit's
So don't mind me if I seem a little off key
Or I sing a little off key
But once we're in tune, oh
We can conduct the cosmos!
Conductor of the orchestra
Conductor of the underground railroad
Don't you see the kick, the thump, the heart
The crashing cymbals as symbols of shields
No Captain America, no cap in America
If you're black in a finger snap
Fade to black in America
So don't mind me if I seem a little off key
Or I sing a little off key
More than mere melody
Using horn and string to
Quarantine from a disease
That sees us as less as humans
And more as things so we don't play music
We pray music those same nooses hang useless
Raise the dead like Jesús did
We don't play music we pray music
Vivid and lucid dreams let loose in the pure
Hearts with divine acoustics
We lay blueprints at the blue note
I come from a people transmuted
Transformed by song
Until the musicians are translucent
Until you see through them
And see through this
And bear witness to the oneness
That from nothingness brought forth
All of existence
So don't mind me If I seem a little off key
Or I sing a little off key
It's more than mere melody i'm in tune
We're in tune we're in tune
We're in tune we're in tune
We're in tune we're in tune
We're in tune we're in tune
We're in tune we're in tune
We're in tune we're in tune
We're in tune we're in tune
I heard him call for his mother
And I didn't even call my mother
I wanted to avoid talking about
The elephant in the room the pig on my neck
The devil on detail
We were born of a people who
Were torn from their people
For the root of all evil
From it, sprung the trunk, the branches
And the fruit of all evil
Unless they need you
They act as if they don't see you
Besiege you, and tell you to cooperatе
As if it's something you agreed to
Before criminals constitution
Nothing's illеgal
Except people who were once
Property destroying property, upheaval
Keep your eye on the sparrow, the bald eagle
Defeathered and beheaded at the
Stoop of the steeple
Guarded by soldiers, stupid yet lethal
It doesn't matter if a liar has
A republic or democracy, or monarchy
It's malarkey
Don't mind me if I seem a little off key
Or I sing a little off key
But when we're on keys we can unlock things
Souls freed otherwhise held hostage
On the ebony and ivory
With the heart of a gnostic
But hands of a locksmith
A pharmacist, a prescription for the toxic
Eating away at our subconcious
8 ball in the corner pocket
8 ball on the corner cop it
How can we stop it when
The cops and the robbers
Money is their religion
They follow the same profit's
So don't mind me if I seem a little off key
Or I sing a little off key
But once we're in tune, oh
We can conduct the cosmos!
Conductor of the orchestra
Conductor of the underground railroad
Don't you see the kick, the thump, the heart
The crashing cymbals as symbols of shields
No Captain America, no cap in America
If you're black in a finger snap
Fade to black in America
So don't mind me if I seem a little off key
Or I sing a little off key
More than mere melody
Using horn and string to
Quarantine from a disease
That sees us as less as humans
And more as things so we don't play music
We pray music those same nooses hang useless
Raise the dead like Jesús did
We don't play music we pray music
Vivid and lucid dreams let loose in the pure
Hearts with divine acoustics
We lay blueprints at the blue note
I come from a people transmuted
Transformed by song
Until the musicians are translucent
Until you see through them
And see through this
And bear witness to the oneness
That from nothingness brought forth
All of existence
So don't mind me If I seem a little off key
Or I sing a little off key
It's more than mere melody i'm in tune
We're in tune we're in tune
We're in tune we're in tune
We're in tune we're in tune
We're in tune we're in tune
We're in tune we're in tune
We're in tune we're in tune
We're in tune we're in tune