Talib Kweli, Z-Trip, Jessica Care Moore - Fly Away lyrics

"She's got her ticket
I think she gonna use it
I think she goin' to fly away
No one should try and stop her
Persuade her with their power
She says that her mind is made" hold up
Where you goin', girl? Where you goin'?
Hold up "She's got her ticket "

"She's got her ticket
I think she gonna use it
I think she goin' to fly away"
(Where you goin'?)
"No one should try and stop her "
(Uh) " persuade her with their power" (yeah)
"She says that her mind is made"
(This a story we all familiar with)

Yeah we all tryin to live worry free
Pretty young things affection
Is like currency
Talking bout a country girl living
In a city though
Searching but she get her moral
Compass from these videos
Girl, you'll be killing and searching
Your faith or new tears
Courage under fire especially after
A few beers
Already broke the resolution for a new year
They blushin cause they sayin it's
Nothing inside a few years
Until I came across this dame
I used to baby sit
At the club looking for this lame
She had a baby with
Wait a minute you're only 17
And she said to me
My baby gave me strength to leave the
City life ain't meant for me
Father can't be bothered
I'm here to make my peace
So offered her some money but she
Started quoting Jay to me
I'll do you one better
I slay these niggas faithfully
I don't need you to pay for me
I just need you to pray for me

"She's got her ticket
I think she gonna use it" (Come on)
"I think she goin' to fly away
No one should try and stop her
Persuade her with their power" (yeah)
"She says that her mind is made"
(Girl don't change your mind)

When you call up and captain
Say that ain't no hero
What you really bring to the table
Let's keep the real dough
No matter where you're going if you
Don't get your mind right
First choose between two evils
Like this is Twilight
She up in the kitchen tonight
Cooking the grams up
Gotta take you to right the Peter Pan but
She gotta take it toshe got a grant
She gotta take it to fly she
Had a lan and she try
She tryin to avoid the trap
Is like the cancer
The love of money run in her vein
Now she a dancer now the blow go in her
Nose to keep her dancin'
The high is the only escape
She like a phantom a ghost just a sell of
Herself packing them pasttense
Closer to selling herself, using her assets
Ain't nothing left to shake let's
Break it all down
Got it inside her veins, she takin' off now

"She's got her ticket
I think she gonna use it" (yeah)
"I think she goin' to fly away
No one should try and stop her
Persuade her with their power" (Uh, uh)
"She says that her mind is made"

Fly high, fly, fly sky high, yeah
Hold up, where you're goin', girl?
Where you're goin'?
Hold up, where you're goin', girl?
Where you're goin'?
Hold up, where you're goin', girl?
Where you're goin'?
Hold up, where you goin'? Damn

Damn, I'll found her later that she
Don't know who her father was
I’m like this crazy
A baby ain’t got no starter kit
She never met the realfoe they
Tried to steal her goodies
They breakin' into her candy store
We holdin' pistols and Willy
Wonka for soldier sistas
'Cause when we're taking the gold
And taking the coldest winter
Statistics will give you the truest
Picture of the youth
The visionary’s on a mission
For new beginnings
It’s hard enough when you radiate
A twenty block radius
Wondering who the father of the baby is
To pay relationships to her like
Sound fiction out to table
And public you write a buy you
And provide it with the title
Body of a woman with the eyes of a child
Driven that she could is it now
Want her future to be as bright as a smile
She like I see her spinning
That Wheel of Fortune, let’s buy a vowel

"She's got her ticket
I think she gonna use it"
(Let's buy another one)
"I think she goin' to fly away
No one should try and stop her
Persuade her with their power" (Come on)
"She says that her mind is made"

Hold up

I realized early that black girls
Carry universes inside their bodies
Waiting to be named whole continent
Land masses that were once connected
Flow through her arms fingers, chest, legs
Stomach feet and head
Ghanna is her heart, her lungs charity
Her tongue I'm, her bones massai
Her breath Aboriginal her skin
The color of Moroccan
Sand in south african sky lines
Her blue blood separates the land
Fro our riversand great legs
The place where we shit and drink
The place that we love and hate
Colonize and liberate
Conquer and rebuilt right and so up
Escape and imprisoned
The place where questions like if you a woman
Raise your hand will get you killed