Talib Kweli - State Of Grace lyrics

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From the top,from the top,from the top,from the top

From the top,from the top,from the top,from the top

In a state of grace

Where the talent is surrounded by the pain and the violence

So the selling never safe

At the same time snitching to the Jake

Is the quickest way to get found at the bottom of a lake

But the problem we face seems so great

That we can’t escape so we accept our faith

So the sex and the money and the murder are the pictures we paint

If an artist is a part of community

And got an opportunity to get that cake

Would never come back to the hood ,no immunity

Usually a nigga like that so fake

No different from a snake

Nothing left to give cause you always wanna take

If you ain’t using all the talents God provided you with

For the ...of man

Understand you ain’t nothing but a waste

Look into the face of a young girl

Raising up like a flag when it’s unfurled

Got game listening to her mother’s pearls

And she loves Beyonce cause she runs the world

Her momma used to run this city

Way back before the nigga Puff was Diddy

When it came to the music,then she got real picky

From New York,but preferred 2Pac over Biggie

No disrespect to Ms.Wallace,but she liked to do the knowledge

And she fellt that Pac was more lyrical

Plus she never went to college

But she called herself ”Earth” found rhythm with the gods more spiritual

She God in the physical

And it’s only natural to pray for a little you

Musical so she played the umbilical chords

So her daughter was born ,it was a miracle

Music is the light when it’s dark

And the way that you spit your dart is a big part

She grew up loving hip hop

Now all her daughter got is ”Love&Hip-Hop”

Nowadays niggaz turn up for the sex

Niggaz turn up for the money,never turn up for the movement

...reality stars that be looking so stupid

Getting in the fights at reunions

She used to be inspired by the writers,now she’s tired of the biters

No desire for the lying andthe violence

That’s inflicted on the body in a so-called party environment

Her body is politics

Lost count of how many whores she was called today

She won’t do it no more,lost all her faith

They say she exaggerate when she ...

But it’s only so much she can tolerate

Help me find my way to a state of grace

Stir my heart ,touch my soul

Feed me freedom sounds you made

Help me find a way to a state of grace

Lift me up with your weight

Pull me to the grace

She wanna be the first in her family with a higher education

Her entire gradutaion was a ...situation

Did a paper on the state of the hip hop generation

But no longer felt a part of the conversation

Used to be I’m a ride or die chick

B.I.G with the ”Me and my bitch”

No objections ,being an object

Major label seeing a profit

She ain’t never been a bitch or a hoe

But she used to sing along when she heard it in a song

She used to be front row at the shows ‚till she overdoes on the testosterone

Her favourite rapper invited her backstage ,would have stayed

But she felt like she really ain’t belong

When she wouldn’t let him hit,ths nigga called her a bitch

She erased all her songs from the phone

You are who you fuck with,so the guy that she stuck with

You can bump it or dump it,the artist she trusted

Just broke her heart ,so ...and disgusting

She tried no to judge him

In her heart she still loved him

And the way that he...a part of his suffering

And this young man clearly not ready for the harder discussion

Female MCs acting more like a dude than a dude do,only if you knew

I know a few who flow crazier that if you flew over the nest of the ...

But she never gonna hear them in the mix so the new attitude

Taking...from the radio playing that doodoo

She on D’Angelo Pandora station playing that Voodoo,who knew?

Help me find my way to a state of grace

Stir my heart ,touch my soul

Feed me freedom sounds you made

Help me find a way to a state of grace

Lift me up with your weight

Pull me to the grace

In the face of hate

She’d be lucky for a balance cause the world is challenging her to be great

I see lyrics as colours and shapes

Put it on tape,let her know I could relate

Whe you wish you could switch the way that you look

And your nose was smaller and your hair was straight

When you got no faith

When you hate yourself,when you hate your race

Let’s get to the core

Our sisters worth more than ...on the wall half-naked

She a bitch,she a whore

And you rich and you shit on the poor

In all of your records and ask them to buy it

Why should I support music that constantly disrespects me?

And make you dismissive of the efforts of those who get left

With the charge of ... it correctly

When it’s free online or in a cloud

Ain’t no reason to touch the radio dial

You wonder why you don’t hear no sounds in the air

And it’s clear that your sales going down

Down by law then you found the raw

On a message board and you ...off

These niggaz get the whole word,but what’s the cause?

No wonder why these niggaz be sounding lost

Rhyming is a memory

The assembly line rap niggaz is designed by the enemy

Stop giving them your soul,gift wrap

Prepackaged,fabricated shit rap

Running through you like fast food,Big Mac’s

You don’t want no problems,fix that

All the time that you spent listening to that bullshit

Now you ain’t never bonna get back

Help me find my way to a state of grace

Stir my heart ,touch my soul

Feed me freedom sounds you made

Help me find a way to a state of grace

Lift me up with your weight

Pull me to the grace

She don’t love it ,no

She don’t love it no more

She don’t love it ,no

She don’t love it no more

She don’t love it ,no

She don’t love it no more

She don’t love it ,no

She don’t love it no more,no more,no more,no more.no more,no more,no more

She don’t love it no more