Just because no one can understand how you speak,
Don’t necessarily mean that what you be sayin is deep.
Talib Kweli, “Good Mourning,” from Reflection Eternal’s Train of Thought, 2000
Just because no one can understand how you speak,
Don’t necessarily mean that what you be sayin is deep.
These niggaz ain’t thugs, the real thugs is the government.
Don’t matter if you Independent, Democrat or Republican,
Niggaz politickin’ the street, get into beef,
Start blastin’…now a new cat is executive chief.
We speak the love language, they speak from pain and anguish.
Some don’t love theyselves, so they perception is tainted.
A flower that grow in the ghetto know more about survival than the one from fresh meadows.