Father Figures

It's very important to me that
 Whatever I have to say is worth saying
 Truth teller, truth yeller
 Proof evidence, yes yes
 It's very important to me that
 Whatever I have to say is worth saying
 Uh-huh, full-grown father of four still in search of father figures
 Hard to feel at home here in the body that my trauma lives in
 Self hatred's still my opposition
 I chop a parcel out the wisdom I've been given out a-top the rhythm
 I'm not a victim or a liar and I'm not afraid
 Offer me a kingdom if it's wrong I'll walk away
 I know my talent versus fame isn't adding up
 Folk that know me throwing shade
 Said I ain't wanted it bad enough
 Seen so many change and get strange for the spotlight
 If that's what you mean brother you couldn't be more right
 I'd rather feel ashamed than an atom's weight of arrogance
 Mention death's name, prepare for it ain't fearin' it
 Athiests describe the God that they don't believe in
 See we ain't even at odds 'cause I don't feel that neither
 I know we come from a source that's much realer
 A cause that all the sleepers keep conceiling
 The seekers overcome the amnesia
 Feel the heartbreak bleedin' all through my songs
 My atmosphere, your brothers, brought me along
 I carry on for the love of love and for the hope of hope
 I feel it from above and hold the moment close
 Soak up the rawness floatin' all through my songs
 The Elterom twins kept me strong
 I soldier on for the love of love, and for the hope of hope
 I catch a sudden buzz, an overdose
 I got a knock up on my door, it was the FBI
 "Can't come inside without a warrant but I'll talk here on the steps a while"
 They want to question my travellin', what's the harassment?
 Power obsessed authoritarians detest what I'm channelin'
 He said his mission keep the innocent from dyin'
 Had to laugh a little bit to keep from cryin'
 Messiahs if we don't know about the Co. and tell pro and devilish drones
 They rain hell into homes
 Never an empire rose without blood on its hands and face
 They hate the poets for exposin' the channel the rage, sacred space
 Whether I'm in Iran or Lebanon
 Or the south side of Chicago or Sudan
 The power in the song is the truth not the performer
 My question for you is where's the honour
 In bothering a father in his home in pajamas
 On his birthday in front of all his daughters?
 Next time call the lawyer
 I'm part of this resistance, blisterin' through my song
 The great Chuck D kept me strong
 Sound the alarm, for the love of love, and the hope of hope
 This is what justice does, put you in their scope
 With steadfastness, blastin' this dope ass song
 Colonel West never led me wrong
 I soldier on, for the love of love, and for the hope of hope
 For every one of us that hold the rope that won't be broke, no!
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 Truth teller, truth yeller
 Bring it back though, let me finish
 I'm from a long line of writers and teachers
 And spend all of my time with guides and seekers
 And criminals and preachers
 Sifting through the secrets just to kick 'em through your speakers
 These tears just flowing my whole life long
 Look in the mirror, still see my mom
 I'm writtin' songs for the love of love, and for the hope of hope
 This is from dusk to dusk, and pray they hold me close, ghost
 Truth teller, truth yeller
 Proof, evidence, yes yes
 Manifest in the flesh to be the best of the best, huh
 True livin', proof givin'
 Yeah hide ya nanny
 Yeah tan sunny