Talib Kweli, Jean Grae - The Bridge lyrics

Here I am
Step out on the block to face the sun
Greet the people in the village
That raised my son as far as days go this
Look like an amazing one
I feel more normal in the summer
The same as the Yankees won
It's like of course, what you expect less
The night about to kick off
Folks is out in their best dress
Pimps and whores rising on the horizon
Ballers coppin more diamonds
Watch the ferrion looking towards Zion
What's embedded in the hardest head
It's the epic lie to me and debt to a
Country that gives us no credit
So cats stealin money cash hoes 'cause
That's what's expected
What's the bill when the
Original architect is kinetic
Mummies return, so dummies can learn
Just how much Hollywood got to burn
Of our money that's hard-earned
But that really ain't my concern
As I walk the block
When the sun goes down it starts to get hot
Scorchin

Bridge to Bama
Bring your wife, your brother, your kids
Your mama (bring everybody, your mammy)
Shit's bananas (bananas)
The way we paint pictures in a vivid manner
(picture it)

Magnetic like refrigerator poetry
Attract imimators who wanna flow like me
You know it's me, floating free
Through the ghetto were the people supposedly
Ain't trying to show no love openly
Give me your hand (yeah)
Trying to build a bridge so
We can stay the course
Hi Tek lay the track for the
Train of thought to run across
Come across places were faces
Got tracks of tears
'cause the human race been runnin up
On they backs for years
Yeah, but they don't break
They keep it movin like when
I travel the land
And peep how other people do it
How other people go through it
I'm bridging the gap like the Black Eyed Peas
I'm lovin givin it back, to see them raise up
I'm living for that
To keep trying means you keep failing
But, if you don't keep trying
That means you keep dying
What the hell, we gonna die anyway
Keep your soul live when you're here
Is what I'm trying to say