vulnerability
So many emcees focusin on black people extermination
       We keep it balanced with that knowledge of self, determination
               It's hot, we be blowing the spots, with conversations
                      C'mon let's smooth it out like Soul Sensation

                                       We in the house like Japanese in Japan, or Koreans in Korea
                                                   Head to Philly and free Mumia with the Kujichagulia TRUE
                                                                    Singin is swingin and writin is fightin, but what
                                                                    they writin got us clashin like titans it's not excitin
                                                                    No question, bein a black man is demandin
                                                                    The fire's in my eyes and the flames need fannin

                                                                    With that What (Knowledge of Self) Determination

                                                                    Things I say and do, may not come quite through
                                                                    My words may not convey just what I'm feelin

                                                                    Yes yes come on, yes yes
                                                                    Knowledge of self is like life after death
                                                                    With that you never worry about your last breath
                                                                    Death comes, that's how I'm livin, it's the next days
                                                                    The flesh goes underground, the book of life, flip the page
                                                                    Yo they askin me how old, we livin the same age
                                                                    I feel the rage of a million niggaz locked inside a cage
                                                                    At exactly which point do you start to realize
                                                   That life without knowledge is, death in disguise?
                                       That's why, Knowledge of self is like life after death
                                 Apply it to your life, let destiny manifest
                       Different day, same confusion, we're gonna take this
              hip-hop shit and keep it movin, shed a little light
      Now y'all bloomin like a flower with the power of the evident
Voices and drums original instruments
In the flesh presently presentin my representation

With that what? (Knowledge of Self) Determination

Things I say and do, may not come quite through
My words may not convey just what I'm feelin

The most important time in history is NOW, the present
So count your bessings cause time can't define the essence
But you stressin over time and you follow the Roman calendar
These people enter Cona like Gattaca, you can bet
they trying to lock you down like Attica, the African deaspora
represents strecgth in numbers, a giant can't slumber forever
I know you gotta get that cheddar whatever
Aiyyo I heard you twice the first time money, get it together
You must be History, you repeatin yourself out of the pages
You keepin yourself depleatin your spiritual wealth
That quick cash'll get your ass quick fast in houses of detention
Inner-city concentration camps where no one pays attention
or mentions the ascension of death, till nothing's left
The young, gifted and Black are sprung addicted to crack
All my people where y'all at cause, y'all ain't here
And your hero's using your mind as a convas to paint fear
With broad brush strokes and tales of incarceration
You get our of jail with that Knowledge of Self determination
Stand in ovation, cause you put the Hue in Human
Cause and effent, effect everything you do
and that's why I got love in the face of hate
Hands steady so the lines in the mental illustration is straight
The thought you had don't even contemplate
Infinite like figure eight there's no escape

From that what? (Knowledge of Self) Determination

Things I say and do, may not come quite through
My words may not convey just what I'm feelin

What I'm feelin, what I'm feeling, ooooh, what I'm feeling...


-Talib Kweli
From my perspective
K.O.S. Determination
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