You Ain't Right Within
Lauryn Hill's soul flowin' through my pen
(yeah)
How you gon' win, if you ain't right within?
(word)
How you gon' win, if you ain't right within?
(within) the devil is the man that
Tried to right the sins (talk to 'em)
Lauryn Hill's soul flowin' through my pen
(yeah)
How you gon' win, if you ain't right within?
(word)
How you gon' win, if you ain't right within?
(within) the devil is the man that
Tried to right the sins
So, I hit 'em with this
Purpose and this passion
It's hit's in catalogs and
My shit soundin' everlastin'
My flows is bottomless
That's unlimited with every basket
These days
You can only preach religion if you on acid
Ask your pastor 'bout the shit
That he be passin'
They teach false Greek philosophies
In college classes
That's the reason we rock number
7 like Colin Kaepernick we on y'all asses
Tried to burn our history to ashes
Hold on, we the chosen ones, let me talk
I made sure that I would have
Somethin' to say to y'all protest peace
Take a knee for justice and
They chase you off
Y'all read The New Jim Crow
We don't even got to break the law
We're the new activists, I got a lot to say
Screamin' Black Power and I'm proud
Of my Rasta ways
The Black man, with a cost, no
Don't hit him with it
Even though they did us dirty and
We're still livin' with it
I'm trying to make this thing
Like a nipple piercing breakin' down doors
Like fuck what I'm interfering
Fuck any nigga that secretly work
For the Willie Lynch's
Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and you
Workin' day and night for my kids
That's why I'm casually gone
Black man, be better fathers
Don't be absent from home
I'm workin' day and night
Always trying to be a better man
But the policeman don't think that's
What I'm actually on
Locked away like a slave
They only killin' our mindsets
In an age of color-blindness
I tried to kill 'em with kindness
It worked until it didn't
How I'm s'posed to feel when I see
All these Black and Brown convictions
Lookin' like a color convention
We out here trying to fight a
System that's workin' against us
Tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?
Every day I ask myself this question
What more do you want from me?
Lauryn Hill's soul flowin' through my pen
(yeah)
How you gon' win, if you ain't right within?
(word)
How you gon' win, if you ain't right within?
(within) the devil is the man that
Tried to right the sins (talk to 'em)
Lauryn Hill's soul flowin' through my pen
(yeah)
How you gon' win, if you ain't right within?
(word)
How you gon' win, if you ain't right within?
(within) the devil is the man that
Tried to right the sins
Ancestors speakin' through me
That's why I'm brave
I got Harriet genetics, Motherland in me
Just a queen in this thing
With a message to bring
The apple never falls far
So what's the fruit without trees?
What's the trees without roots
We all connected like limbs
If real recognize real
I got a soul like a hymn
Back to more important matters
Like love and Black lives
They tried to keep us in the hole
Like balls in the back nine
But see it's power in numbers
I ain't talkin' the minutes
The 15 don't apply until we
Walk in the spirit that's why we're here
The plan is really simple assignments
The Almighty behind me
Got Dizzy Wright to the left of me
Man and woman alignment
We be in sync like Justin and them
We push on and go forward
Like gusts in the wind
The 8th wonder's really us
Let me give you the proof
If what I'm sayin' ain't the truth
Then tell me the use
Of them killin' our youth, our rights
Our sons and our daughters
Our patriarchs and our mamas
That's a question that you
Got to ask yourself
But always know that God's people prevail
Weather's forever fail
Long as we can inhale
Yeah it's Heaven wherever we at
When the final hour comes
I pray your hearts are intact
Forgive them Father, when it hurts so bad
We all lost a couple ones
But stay on your path, my nigga
Lauryn Hill's soul flowin' through my pen
(yeah)
How you gon' win, if you ain't right within?
(word)
How you gon' win, if you ain't right within?
(within) the devil is the man that
Tried to right the sins (talk to 'em)
Lauryn Hill's soul flowin' through my pen
(yeah)
How you gon' win, if you ain't right within?
(word)
How you gon' win, if you ain't right within?
(within) the devil is the man that
Tried to right the sins