(I don't know what to write… Oh well - Yo)
I offer nothing but the uncertain promise
That I'll honestly pursue the crooked path of the conscious
Not just another body in the battle for the soul
Never sold self for its weight in platinum and gold but
Man we're getting grown
Wisdom got us thinking in the interest of our children even if they ain't been given their flesh
Their bones
Their homes or their names yet
I'm aiming for the change in my pocket for the payback
The change not mentioned by the government or nothing
Blue Scholars - Burnt Offering - Blue Scholars - The change of a whirlwind unraveling the coming of that next shit
Blue Scholars - Burnt Offering - Blue Scholars - I can't wait but when it comes, shit
Blue Scholars - Burnt Offering - Blue Scholars - It better be worth the shit that I paid most my life with
It's nice when it rains sometime
Cleansing minds in my habitat
Imagine that I'm digging to find
What was hidden by the myth of a god up in the sky
Knowing that She meant for me to rhyme
So I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
I wear this skin to find the me inside of you
When I dream that I'm dreaming I feel most alive
Sacrifice nights
Write to survive
Drinking from the bottle that was meant
For the message that was sent from the tired and the true
I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
Way back I used to call upon the Father often
I fought the devil last night and almost lost –
Now I'm drinking bottled water
Flushing out the toxins
Vomiting and coughing feeling closer to the coffin
Than I ever had
Every morning that I arrive
Is a night that I survive
Just to be alive – sipping chai
Listening to my favorite DJ
Communicate the music, what my rhymes would say
If they were written
With a needle
To the groove
Of a paper
Stylus to papyrus,
record to the player
It's more than just therapy or excessive energy
I undo the mechanism meant to imprison me
I dwell below to find the god that I rebuff
Redesigned, redefined what it meant to be divine
Knowing that She meant for me to rhyme
So I Give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
I wear this skin to find the me inside of you
When I dream that I'm dreaming I feel most alive
Sacrifice nights, Write to survive
Drinking from the bottle that was meant
For the message that was sent from the tired and the true
I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
Our Father
my art is Heaven, hallowed be
The drums beating me and my tongue into submission
A brand new prayer to read
Seems the old ones grew tons of mold cuz they're narrow as hell
Sometimes they be thinking that this heavens for sale
Worse than that, they still think God is a male
But
Moms used to hang up pictures of white Jesus
Fist clutching rosary beads, over the years
I began to question this Father Almighty
Made in His image but don't look nothing like me
But we be the children of the most high
Ghosts of the colonized lost in the time
Redesign, redefine what it meant to be divine
Knowing that She meant for me to rhyme
So I Give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
I wear this skin to find the me inside of you
When I dream that I'm dreaming I feel most alive
Sacrifice nights, Write to survive
Drinking from the bottle that was meant
For the message that was sent from the tired and the true
I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
Give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
The least that I can do, do give thanks
to the most, the least that I can do
I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
Give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
The least that I can do
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:15.42](I don't know what to write… Oh well - Yo)
[00:21.00]I offer nothing but the uncertain promise
[00:23.16]That I'll honestly pursue the crooked path of the conscious
[00:25.86]Not just another body in the battle for the soul
[00:28.26]Never sold self for its weight in platinum and gold but
[00:30.96]Man we're getting grown
[00:32.25]Wisdom got us thinking in the interest of our children even if they ain't been given their flesh
[00:36.81]Their bones
[00:37.47]Their homes or their names yet
[00:38.85]I'm aiming for the change in my pocket for the payback
[00:41.46]The change not mentioned by the government or nothing
[00:43.53]Blue Scholars - Burnt Offering - Blue Scholars - The change of a whirlwind unraveling the coming of that next shit
[00:46.77]Blue Scholars - Burnt Offering - Blue Scholars - I can't wait but when it comes, shit
[00:48.96]Blue Scholars - Burnt Offering - Blue Scholars - It better be worth the shit that I paid most my life with
[00:51.75]It's nice when it rains sometime
[00:53.49]Cleansing minds in my habitat
[00:55.11]Imagine that I'm digging to find
[00:56.70]What was hidden by the myth of a god up in the sky
[00:59.58]Knowing that She meant for me to rhyme
[01:01.38]So I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[01:04.77]I wear this skin to find the me inside of you
[01:07.11]When I dream that I'm dreaming I feel most alive
[01:09.99]Sacrifice nights
[01:11.34]Write to survive
[01:15.18]Drinking from the bottle that was meant
[01:16.74]For the message that was sent from the tired and the true
[01:19.86]I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[01:22.83]Way back I used to call upon the Father often
[01:25.53]I fought the devil last night and almost lost –
[01:27.93]Now I'm drinking bottled water
[01:29.37]Flushing out the toxins
[01:30.69]Vomiting and coughing feeling closer to the coffin
[01:33.09]Than I ever had
[01:33.99]Every morning that I arrive
[01:35.64]Is a night that I survive
[01:37.11]Just to be alive – sipping chai
[01:38.85]Listening to my favorite DJ
[01:40.86]Communicate the music, what my rhymes would say
[01:43.17]If they were written
[01:44.07]With a needle
[01:44.79]To the groove
[01:45.48]Of a paper
[01:46.23]Stylus to papyrus,
[01:47.46]record to the player
[01:48.69]It's more than just therapy or excessive energy
[01:51.48]I undo the mechanism meant to imprison me
[01:56.52]I dwell below to find the god that I rebuff
[01:58.92]Redesigned, redefined what it meant to be divine
[02:01.68]Knowing that She meant for me to rhyme
[02:03.57]So I Give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[02:06.93]I wear this skin to find the me inside of you
[02:09.24]When I dream that I'm dreaming I feel most alive
[02:12.09]Sacrifice nights, Write to survive
[02:17.34]Drinking from the bottle that was meant
[02:18.87]For the message that was sent from the tired and the true
[02:22.05]I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[02:24.78]Our Father
[02:25.68]my art is Heaven, hallowed be
[02:27.48]The drums beating me and my tongue into submission
[02:35.34]A brand new prayer to read
[02:36.96]Seems the old ones grew tons of mold cuz they're narrow as hell
[02:40.23]Sometimes they be thinking that this heavens for sale
[02:42.99]Worse than that, they still think God is a male
[02:45.33]But
[02:45.60]Moms used to hang up pictures of white Jesus
[02:48.21]Fist clutching rosary beads, over the years
[02:50.73]I began to question this Father Almighty
[02:53.52]Made in His image but don't look nothing like me
[02:56.07]But we be the children of the most high
[02:58.68]Ghosts of the colonized lost in the time
[03:01.05]Redesign, redefine what it meant to be divine
[03:03.84]Knowing that She meant for me to rhyme
[03:05.73]So I Give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[03:09.06]I wear this skin to find the me inside of you
[03:11.37]When I dream that I'm dreaming I feel most alive
[03:14.25]Sacrifice nights, Write to survive
[03:19.44]Drinking from the bottle that was meant
[03:21.03]For the message that was sent from the tired and the true
[03:24.18]I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[03:26.91]I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[03:29.40]I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[03:31.98]Give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[03:34.98]The least that I can do, do give thanks
[03:37.29]to the most, the least that I can do
[03:39.09]I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[03:41.70]Give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[03:44.67]The least that I can do
(I don't know what to write… Oh well - Yo)
I offer nothing but the uncertain promise
That I'll honestly pursue the crooked path of the conscious
Not just another body in the battle for the soul
Never sold self for its weight in platinum and gold but
Man we're getting grown
Wisdom got us thinking in the interest of our children even if they ain't been given their flesh
Their bones
Their homes or their names yet
I'm aiming for the change in my pocket for the payback
The change not mentioned by the government or nothing
Blue Scholars - Burnt Offering - Blue Scholars - The change of a whirlwind unraveling the coming of that next shit
Blue Scholars - Burnt Offering - Blue Scholars - I can't wait but when it comes, shit
Blue Scholars - Burnt Offering - Blue Scholars - It better be worth the shit that I paid most my life with
It's nice when it rains sometime
Cleansing minds in my habitat
Imagine that I'm digging to find
What was hidden by the myth of a god up in the sky
Knowing that She meant for me to rhyme
So I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
I wear this skin to find the me inside of you
When I dream that I'm dreaming I feel most alive
Sacrifice nights
Write to survive
Drinking from the bottle that was meant
For the message that was sent from the tired and the true
I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
Way back I used to call upon the Father often
I fought the devil last night and almost lost –
Now I'm drinking bottled water
Flushing out the toxins
Vomiting and coughing feeling closer to the coffin
Than I ever had
Every morning that I arrive
Is a night that I survive
Just to be alive – sipping chai
Listening to my favorite DJ
Communicate the music, what my rhymes would say
If they were written
With a needle
To the groove
Of a paper
Stylus to papyrus,
record to the player
It's more than just therapy or excessive energy
I undo the mechanism meant to imprison me
I dwell below to find the god that I rebuff
Redesigned, redefined what it meant to be divine
Knowing that She meant for me to rhyme
So I Give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
I wear this skin to find the me inside of you
When I dream that I'm dreaming I feel most alive
Sacrifice nights, Write to survive
Drinking from the bottle that was meant
For the message that was sent from the tired and the true
I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
Our Father
my art is Heaven, hallowed be
The drums beating me and my tongue into submission
A brand new prayer to read
Seems the old ones grew tons of mold cuz they're narrow as hell
Sometimes they be thinking that this heavens for sale
Worse than that, they still think God is a male
But
Moms used to hang up pictures of white Jesus
Fist clutching rosary beads, over the years
I began to question this Father Almighty
Made in His image but don't look nothing like me
But we be the children of the most high
Ghosts of the colonized lost in the time
Redesign, redefine what it meant to be divine
Knowing that She meant for me to rhyme
So I Give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
I wear this skin to find the me inside of you
When I dream that I'm dreaming I feel most alive
Sacrifice nights, Write to survive
Drinking from the bottle that was meant
For the message that was sent from the tired and the true
I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
Give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
The least that I can do, do give thanks
to the most, the least that I can do
I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
Give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
The least that I can do
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:15.42](I don't know what to write… Oh well - Yo)
[00:21.00]I offer nothing but the uncertain promise
[00:23.16]That I'll honestly pursue the crooked path of the conscious
[00:25.86]Not just another body in the battle for the soul
[00:28.26]Never sold self for its weight in platinum and gold but
[00:30.96]Man we're getting grown
[00:32.25]Wisdom got us thinking in the interest of our children even if they ain't been given their flesh
[00:36.81]Their bones
[00:37.47]Their homes or their names yet
[00:38.85]I'm aiming for the change in my pocket for the payback
[00:41.46]The change not mentioned by the government or nothing
[00:43.53]Blue Scholars - Burnt Offering - Blue Scholars - The change of a whirlwind unraveling the coming of that next shit
[00:46.77]Blue Scholars - Burnt Offering - Blue Scholars - I can't wait but when it comes, shit
[00:48.96]Blue Scholars - Burnt Offering - Blue Scholars - It better be worth the shit that I paid most my life with
[00:51.75]It's nice when it rains sometime
[00:53.49]Cleansing minds in my habitat
[00:55.11]Imagine that I'm digging to find
[00:56.70]What was hidden by the myth of a god up in the sky
[00:59.58]Knowing that She meant for me to rhyme
[01:01.38]So I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[01:04.77]I wear this skin to find the me inside of you
[01:07.11]When I dream that I'm dreaming I feel most alive
[01:09.99]Sacrifice nights
[01:11.34]Write to survive
[01:15.18]Drinking from the bottle that was meant
[01:16.74]For the message that was sent from the tired and the true
[01:19.86]I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[01:22.83]Way back I used to call upon the Father often
[01:25.53]I fought the devil last night and almost lost –
[01:27.93]Now I'm drinking bottled water
[01:29.37]Flushing out the toxins
[01:30.69]Vomiting and coughing feeling closer to the coffin
[01:33.09]Than I ever had
[01:33.99]Every morning that I arrive
[01:35.64]Is a night that I survive
[01:37.11]Just to be alive – sipping chai
[01:38.85]Listening to my favorite DJ
[01:40.86]Communicate the music, what my rhymes would say
[01:43.17]If they were written
[01:44.07]With a needle
[01:44.79]To the groove
[01:45.48]Of a paper
[01:46.23]Stylus to papyrus,
[01:47.46]record to the player
[01:48.69]It's more than just therapy or excessive energy
[01:51.48]I undo the mechanism meant to imprison me
[01:56.52]I dwell below to find the god that I rebuff
[01:58.92]Redesigned, redefined what it meant to be divine
[02:01.68]Knowing that She meant for me to rhyme
[02:03.57]So I Give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[02:06.93]I wear this skin to find the me inside of you
[02:09.24]When I dream that I'm dreaming I feel most alive
[02:12.09]Sacrifice nights, Write to survive
[02:17.34]Drinking from the bottle that was meant
[02:18.87]For the message that was sent from the tired and the true
[02:22.05]I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[02:24.78]Our Father
[02:25.68]my art is Heaven, hallowed be
[02:27.48]The drums beating me and my tongue into submission
[02:35.34]A brand new prayer to read
[02:36.96]Seems the old ones grew tons of mold cuz they're narrow as hell
[02:40.23]Sometimes they be thinking that this heavens for sale
[02:42.99]Worse than that, they still think God is a male
[02:45.33]But
[02:45.60]Moms used to hang up pictures of white Jesus
[02:48.21]Fist clutching rosary beads, over the years
[02:50.73]I began to question this Father Almighty
[02:53.52]Made in His image but don't look nothing like me
[02:56.07]But we be the children of the most high
[02:58.68]Ghosts of the colonized lost in the time
[03:01.05]Redesign, redefine what it meant to be divine
[03:03.84]Knowing that She meant for me to rhyme
[03:05.73]So I Give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[03:09.06]I wear this skin to find the me inside of you
[03:11.37]When I dream that I'm dreaming I feel most alive
[03:14.25]Sacrifice nights, Write to survive
[03:19.44]Drinking from the bottle that was meant
[03:21.03]For the message that was sent from the tired and the true
[03:24.18]I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[03:26.91]I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[03:29.40]I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[03:31.98]Give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[03:34.98]The least that I can do, do give thanks
[03:37.29]to the most, the least that I can do
[03:39.09]I give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[03:41.70]Give thanks to the most, the least that I can do
[03:44.67]The least that I can do
I reach beneath the skin of the street with each step
Walkin' closer to my final destination of death
When I'm layin' to rest, I'm only savin' my brea...
And I can see the consequence of capital first-hand, monorail construction pushed the tenants off the land
Silence won't protect me so I check one-two...
(Here we are)
(Here we are)
(Here we are)
Now from the longest to the shortest 24 in a year,
From the verses to the chorus you've been longing to hear...
I draw words out of pens like swords out of sheathes
Upon the mic, immobilizing globe trotting colonizers
Stomping on the rights of the poor,
The dest...
(Always writing... always revising)
Shorty feels the pressure on his shoulders as he's liftin' it
Wonders why the elders always tell him not to questi...
A sample of the battle we waged against an animal
Made to snuff us out like the wick of a candle.
And all the youth dressed in camo,
We're ready to ha...
One, gets on stage
Two, grab the mic
(Like this)
It's been long years gone since we rocked the linoleum
In the most awkward b-boy stance you can imagi...
November 30th, 1999 . . . no sunshine
Nearby somebody got shot
It's a stick up: that's why we got our hands in the air
Still demanding a share, refrig...
Yes and we begin where we left off. Leaving off where, pretty much begin. March with me y'all.
On my 27th round trip around the sun
Counting every ble...