Artist: Talib Kweli f/ Amber Coffman, Myka 9 Album: Radio Silence Song: Radio Silence Typed by: Cedmaster3K [Intro: Talib Kweli] I know, we back We home, let's go I know, we back We home, let's go~! Check it out [Talib Kweli] Born this way, the universe wasn't formed in a day Praise the Lord and pray, we the children of God, better learn how to walk this way Try to walk with faith but it's hard, what more could I say? I feel I'm cursed so I talk this way Gotta write what I'm livin' in graffiti, it's the hood hieroglyphics so I'm lookin' for a wall to spray You could picture me rollin', you could picture me holdin', you could never picture me foldin' Refuse to beholden to your racist image of a black man, kiss my entire colon Great mind, even though the legacy is stolen, it's all for the silver and gold You can tell you in the ghetto from the litter in the road, man this middle-of-the-road shit really gettin' old Which one is the real you? I don’t know, it's still you How can I tell if you under a spell? Did the fake you kill you? Better pass the mic in the afterlife If so, let me spit flows good enough to offer to God as a sacrifice Born again like I passed away, castigated for bein' honest Caught bail like a castaway, cause I feel like I'm stranded on an island When I'm gettin' introspective, that's radio silence When I'm fuckin' up program directives, that's radio violence Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey [Chorus: Amber Coffman] You were the one who wants to slow me down I'm a criminal when you're around What makes me think you would love me? What makes you want to unplug me? [Talib Kweli] Born this way, woke up like this The midpoint between science and religion is tryna find out what the meanin' of life is October 3rd, '75, my birth is a blessin' Ain't no spoken word could ever describe how the flow get better I live on the edge, I'll send you a postcard Fuck a phone, I got a chip on my neck, that's a close call Turn the lights off, see how we glow in the dark Or we growin' apart or tryna survive the flood like we in Noah's Ark We battin' down the hatchets and we set sail Tryna get, far away from inhalin' them chem trails My intel, says they makin' people out of the stem cells The gun's our, sunflower seed, we love to spit shells When them, super soakers get let off, it don't end well "I ain't know you like to get wet dawg", like Denzel They hype it up like marketers, sparklin' like it's fish scale 'Til you chasin' the high like Captain Ahab, after that big whale It's criminal [Chorus] [Myka 9] Born this way, Capricorn, L.A. on the day of January 15 Dr. King, his dream torn from a warm womb formed from the clay, existin' Shiftin' from the essence, upliftin' in the presence, just driftin', giftin' Through this mortal coil, with mystic lessons from the sage California spoiled a blessing, blissed up, my first breath in outer space I kissed death in its face, no identity complex, it gets left in its place I'm proud to say, no aborted torment to my rejection, miffed, dismayed and somewhat befuddled I struggled to hustle and come up when the blood corpuscle boils I'm pressin' issues, it's business that's mixed with pleasure It's plizness to play and get paid during this clone war for DNA You should know more about the donors confessin' my doula from prenatal I'm off fire, water, elixir of liquor with soft or hardcore drugs in my system Sicker desire to be delivered wisdom, pour black, white sexy texture of lovers Like jungle fever, wild zebras to make this fetus, brother The son of my father, I want to hear my one Shawki and my daughter Aja Lecture selections in musical meters in physics You should explore and visit more exquisite shores and districts, take a breather Believe in your epic eye memory, you are descendant of natural leaders Extended from before the Nephilim, Bethlehem, even Eden And Mu testaments, Heaven-sent, energy, books, messages read them Scriptures, look at the various sizes of giants in Egyptian pictures Stonehenge endured the mathematics of Mayans and megalithic structures Evidence frequencies Vedas, we're just the latest reproduction created out of pure star dust and made in his image but God is greatest!