1. |
Beneath the Sun (Intro)
01:01
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2. |
Fly Handle
02:02
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Barbershop (Interlude)
01:10
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4. |
Forward Progress
01:46
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come take a walk with your soul
from E. King St. to Abbey Road
thought in prose than flip flopped
to poems
magnetic it seems
how rhythm precedes word
and pervades through dreams
no schemes or line plots
my brothers in all colors
and speak in all tongues
all birthed from one mother
lands far and wide been seeded
with styles deep rooted
you'll see when you believe it
this ain't no - break or bend rap
we Booker T bootstrap
tough
bundle up,
it's Winter in America
watch the sunset from coast to coast
then call up my brothers to propose a toast
before we get to the grit where we needed the most
on the blocks with the future
where we school the kids
think critical
we all indivduals
each one teach one
the force is centrifugal
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5. |
Growth
01:41
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6. |
Jungle Gym
02:15
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pick up the jack
plug it in the line in,
1, 2, we on?
searching for something timeless
heel up, wheel up, bring it back, rewind this
your ass will follow, but first free your mind shit
so lift the youth with the word
say a lil somethin
give a lil substance
wars got us tired,
broke, expectin nothin
but the strength still here
poppin tags on Ralph Lauren
high off air
10 bucks for an outfit,
goodwill gear!
we all lookin for a come up
and ye shall find
when you seek
and come across that piece - of - mind
that place where life and love intertwine
now bring it back
start from the beginning
plug it in the line-in
and hit record
and now you living (living, living, living)
plug it in the line-in
and hit record
and now you living (living, living, living)
plug it in the line-in
and hit record
and now you living for the beats
off golden shores
stolen but still proud
soul galore
still channeled through these veins
when the mics come on
still channeled through these veins
when the mics come on
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7. |
Through The Valley
01:42
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8. |
People's Chant
02:45
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from the depths of our souls
pain like the thorns of a rose
rise from the ashes like a phenix
let the sun be your zenith
sing a simple song,
like doe - rae - me
let your people sound off
1 - 2 - 3
spend a lil dough in black communities
now we got a good lesson
let's all get free
who dare come along
and wanna change our song
let the drums sound off
bong bong bong
gather all the queens and round up the kings
we alone write the words to the songs we sing
sing a simple song,
like doe - rae - me
let your people sound off
1 - 2 - 3
spend a lil dough in brown communities
now we got a good lesson
let's all get free
who dare come along
and wanna change our song
let the drums sound off
bong bong bong
gather all the queens and round up the kings
we alone write the words to the songs we sing
mother clap hands
sisters clap hands
fathers clap hands
brothers claps hands
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9. |
One, Two, Three
01:12
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