Self Savior Lyrics - Gutter Rainbows - Talib Kweli

New Chace Infinite, Talib Kweli, yeah* 

Music courtesy of, Maurice 'Mo Betta' Brown 

Mo Betta, makes it mo' better, yeah 

Preacher's playing foul in the system now listen now 

It's more hate in the religious now ain't it foul 

Gotta be a better way to figure out 

How to be a self savior plus help my niggaz out 

These pigs playin foul in the system now listen now 

Every poor person is a nigga now 

There's gotta be a better way to figure out 

How to get this paper cause they lockin all my niggaz down 

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How do expect to live? Dealin with savages is damagin 

Somebody gotta lose although you play to win 

You know these niggaz hate, despite the color of your face 

When I say nigga I'm just speakin on your mental state 

Life ain't a game if it is I can't participate 

Maybe I've changed but my mind is in a different state 

Cause now it seems more like a plan 

I'm strivin for perfection, so that's where I'll begin 

Your tallies and peaks and valleys can't describe who I am 

This music is therapeutic, I define who I am 

Through the actions I portray as a man - in combination 

With impressions I leave on people through things that I've said 

I've had it up to here with the bullshit 

So when I rap I sound like I'm in the pulpit 

Yeah; they say that I be preachin too much 

But I know that through the music's how you teach it to us 

It's all real 

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True indeed Chace; they tried to get rid of me (say word) 

But they can't write me off, I'm not a charity 

That's a parody right? You kiddin me 

There really ain't no challenge, my authenticity 

Virtually guarantee me a flawless victory, you kiddin me? 

I'm lethal, I'm from a people who was forced into captivity 

Original man, there was often a facsimile 

I give a little more than your metaphors and wack similes 

Thousand yard stare, say a prayer for my enemy 

I'm international, half of these rappers laughable 

It's tragic how the other half so vaginal 

They put the style over substance, they counsel bother me 

My style married my substance and now they livin in harmony 

But any substance can be abused 

Especially when the style is so seductive the substance consider leaving you 

You gotta get back to your essence 

Use your gifts and share your presence 

Don't count your dollars 'til you count your blessings