You Already Knew Lyrics - Blackstar

Fight for the whole purse 

Cause life is a cold verse 

[Verse 1: Yasiin Bey] 

Mathematics is steel in the hour of 

Chaos and God power love 

Topple the Tower of Babylon 

Break the great steel gate and elevate 

Above all hate and all things 

Grace, enthusiasm, sincerity, passion 

Known through the classes and masses, 

Trans-Atlantic mavericks, you are living Asiatic 

The organic masters, the cream of the planet 

The Panthers, sovereigns with answers 

Medicine for madness, divine guideline for balance 

Beyond sensational rapture 

How clever to capture phony ceremony theatrics 

So real it's surreal, 

You could feel it before I had anything to say 

Yasiin, Dante, Black Star, ever see all day 

Fantastic, great, rise, elevate 

Before I made the news, you already know 

I said, before I made the news 

I said, before I made the news 

And it never made the news 

It don't need to make the news to be true 

Black Star, black black so 

How you doing, how you feel? 

How you doing, how you feel? 

And let the world spin round and round 

No matter how it spin, it won't break me down 

I'm on solid ground, but far above the clouds 

Consumer evil easing on down 

Black and I'm proud, say 

Way more than just a stereo filler -- rising way above it 

People love it, our material realer 

We spit heavy, Rick Perry is a serial killer 

Forget Carrie at the prom with a bucket of blood 

It gets scary 

Get buried just for speaking your mind 

Stopped so often driving on the Turnpike 

It's like driving in a coffin 

I'm asking who riding, but riding is quite exhausting 

Calling cats forfeit who get with the game often 

Looking for fame and fortune, they try to remain important 

Consorting with them whores and releasing the same endorphins 

A pimp is still pimping regardless of what you call him 

Mahi-mahi ain't just a fancy name for dolphin 

Never get caught up in a name -- ask Yasiin 

The realest she ever seen, Talib Kweli Greene 

Funny people used to give my mom a hard time 

Now my President is black and his name is hard as mine 

Imagine if the Tea Party was black as the Caucus 

They would be at the rally telling cops back up off 'em 

Do it for the glory, the ghetto, the war stories 

Soldiers on shore leave who occupy Wall Street 

For good chicks who give it up to God on Sundays 

Pretty chicks walking on the project runways 

Rocking black on black like the project gunplay 

Your sun'll come back out one day, trust me 

Before I made the news 

I said, before I make the news 

I said, before it made the news 

And it never made the news 

It don't need to make the news to be true 

Black Star, black black too 

How you doing, how you feel? 

How you doing, how you feel? 

And let the world spin round and round 

No matter how it spin, it won't break me down 

I'm on solid ground, but far above the clouds 

The sin of evil isn't going down 

Black and I'm proud, say it now 

I make them set their hands down, say 

Never mind, look around