Modern Marvel Lyrics - New Danger - Mos Def

This desire 

I come home high, and she start to cry 

I can't take it 

A brand new excuse does me no use 

That won't make it 

She at home with the kids, this is no way to live 

What can I say? 

I know it's surreal, but I'm a hard-headed still 

Do things my way 

And it's so strong, so strong 

It's like I'm dying 

Trying to hold on 

My body says oh-no, oh, out there 

Flying, the price that I pay for the game that I play 

Ain't no game at all 

I'm up in the clouds, and I'm spiraling down 

Nothing breaks the fall 

And it's so strong, so strong 

It's like I'm dying 

Try to hold on 

My body says oh-no, oh, out there 

Flying 

Sounds of the sufferers pray 

I come home high, and she start to cry 

I can't take it 

A brand new excuse does me no use 

That won't make it 

She at home with the kids; this is no way to live 

What can I say? 

I know it's surreal, but I'm a hard-headed still 

Black Dante and it's so strong 

So strong 

So strong 

So strong 

I'm out there, flying 

Flying 

Flying 

Flying 

This game is fantastic, desire 

Killers, this life, this life 

Lovers, this life, this life 

Hustlers, this life, this life 

Thieves, this life, this life 

Gamblers, this life, this life 

Niggaz, crackers, children, mothers, fathers, lovers, neighbors, hungry 

Full, the beautiful, the stars, the distance, the close, the stars 

The heavens, this life 

The floor, this life, this life 

The high, this life 

The beneath, this life, this life 

All, all, everywhere, everywhere, anywhere, somewhere, home 

Come on, this how it goes on 

Ghetto people in the world today, get up! 

Ha! Look alive, breathe, woo! 

Ha! How it goes 

Mother, mother 

Head in her hands 

Her first born son dead in her hands 

The whole thing was a setup, a scam 

They knew it was set up and planned 

Niggas he worked with wet him and ran, and that's, 

Brother, brother 

But, son, I don't see no brother hood 

All I see is thugger hood 

Get rich and fuck the hood 

All they want is some good smoke from the hood 

Lookin' for the shorty good stroke from the hood 

That's how they touch the hood 

But when I touch the hood, I'll make it brighter, black 

Because I'm brighter, black 

And I'm so black I'm bright, shine through the blackest night 

Shine when I'm live, shine via satellite 

Shout in the hood, 'we get the picture.' 

'Cause every time you out in the hood, you got photographers wit' ya 

What's going on? Ha! 

Understand this is real life 

This how it goes on, this how it goes on 

It keep going on, this how it goes on 

Ghetto people, look alive, get free 

Get involved, remain to breathe 

Ha! Woo! 

If Marvin was alive now, wow 

What would I say to him? 

Where could I start? 

How could I explain to him? 

I know the minor world would probably look strange to him 

Would he feel like today had a place for him? 

Global imprisonment, sickness, indifference 

When he said, 'Save the babies,' was we listenin'? 

When he said, 'Mercy, mercy,' did he really know 

That decades later we'd still be killin' folks? 

Or did he hope that we would realize 

That we the first, the son of Earth 

The moon and stars, the great beyond 

We black and proud, we brave and strong 

We raise it up, we quiet storm, forever fresh 

And keepin' on 

Ha! Ghetto people, look alive and free, ya get real 

This how it goes on, and you say, you say [Repeat: x2] 

This how it goes on 

Ghetto people, look alive and free, and breathe! Ha! 

Hold the beat! Stop the beat! Drop the beat! [Repeat: x3] 

Hold the beat! Stop the beat! Got the beat! 

There ain't nothin' to be afraid of 

Ghetto people,, look alive and free, ya get real 

This how it goes on 

This how it goes on, keep goin' on 

This how it goes on 

Now breathe! 

Marvelous, marvelous, marvelous, Marvin modern marvel