Artist: Talib Kweli Album: Gravitas Song: The Wormhole Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: 2Pac interview] "Niggaz is telling me about this Illuminati shit while I'm in jail like, dollars and all that. That's another way to keep your self-esteem low, that's another way to keep you unconfident. And I'm putting the K cause I'm killing that Illuminati shit, trust me. If these motherfuckers wanted to kill you, why the fuck they gon' tell Farrakhan? Why they gon' tell the Nation of Islam? Why they gon' tell this nigga in jail about the plan? How do he know? How'd it leak to him? Who told him? Who told him, the Pope? Who? Cause they like, 'the Pope' and 'the money' - aw c'mon man, get the FUCK outta here!" [Talib Kweli] Oh you niggaz wanna get deep? Niggaz wanna kick knowledge? Y'all niggaz ain't deep man, y'all niggaz lost me soon as you steady tryna tell me which rappers in the fuckin Illuminati Then I'm like, show me the proof, right? Niggaz start talkin about the anti-Christ and aliens and shit Save the ghost stories for the kids nigga, I'm a grown ass man (stop it!) Let's go, let's go! You can lead a man to a drink but you can't make him take a sip You can lead a man to a link but that don't mean he gon' click What's this? Y'all ain't really on no deep shit I peeped it, scared of a muh'fuckin secret Society and only been with people you agree with, you scared of a challenge Scared to death, only thing worse is your silence Illuminatis enlightened, the owl see in the darkness Masonic roots still survive from the book of dearly departed Egyptologists and scholars, symbologists at the college will all acknowledge that ancient Kemet is where it started Way farther back than the Knights, or the Rite to the Scottish You need to wake up, no new Bugatti Yes~! My enemy tryin to stop me But I don't stand a chance if I can't identify 'em properly Illuminati as we know it, started in Bavaria Years before it landed on the shores of America The mission, abolishment of government and religion They were enemies of the state and they was hated by the Christians They was poets, they was scholars, the early Illuminati was sorta like the students in Victor Hugo's Les Miserables The modern day politicians would diss 'em, turnin them into martyrs This in turn inspired the foundin fathers The vast majority masons who were the subject of the Illuminati found this fascination, the order was insipiration (Keep goin) And ain't no disrespect to the masons But you try to keep secrets then it leads to speculation Only those in league with Satan, need to hide infomation That's how you catch a ride to your final destination Where the proof? Show 'em proof, put it all on the table When the facts are intact, ain't no need for a fable Good versus evil is primitive, real life's more complex What's your context? They put the symbols on the dollar bill, the monument, the obelisk They honorin Columbia, the children of the colonists You can trace it back, to the root, trace it back again It's really just another case of stealin from the African Racism and vanity, justify the fail of flesh You property like cattle or produce but are you still as fresh? Population control is real, you know the deal But still perpetuate the cycle of violence, we known to hold the steel No, I don't need no fuckin chorus Used to read so many books thought I was a hoarder down at Borders Like "Behold the Pale Horse" or, "The New World Order" But you really don't know what you readin if you really don't know the author A lot of Satan worshippers stuck up in the propaganda Unsubstantiated lies with no proof, a bunch of slander Of course there are forces against you and that's a fact Then don't get caught in the distraction, it's bigger than any rapper The truly oppressed ain't got the luxury of inventin a monster The devil incarnate is much realer than the devil in concert What they doin's so sinister Worse than any blood sacrifice you can imagine, iller than any cinema The Federal Reserve, the World Bank, and the I.M.F. Helpin the poor get poorer, you in debt until your dyin breath The food, the vaccines, humanitarian aide They want control of the region, they really tryin to get paid Obey thy consumer, make a product out of man Where's the conspiracy? It's always been the plan Y'all niggaz scared of one-world currency But still payin your taxes, it ain't the Illuminati that worry me Lack of spiritual energy, suicidal tendencies Unwitting soldiers in the armies of your enemy I'm leakin information so follow me down the wormhole Same reason that they called Bradley Manning a turncoat [Outro: sample from the movie "Menace II Society"] "C'mon man, we supposed to be brothers!" "Oh what you tryna get smart? Nigga you tryna kick some knowledge? Nigga FUCK that! Gimme your motherfuckin jewelry nigga, take that shit off! Oh you got a pager too huh? You a baller huh? You a baller huh? Gimme that motherfuckin shit! Better me than the motherfuckin cops nigga!"