The Idhin - Brother Ali

Clinging to the rhythm and the wisdom of the Idhin

Either that’s the future, or there is none

Repent and sin again like a faucet dripping

I cannot feature complements to all my children

Listen, I threw the kitchen sink at everything that I’ve attempted

I threw this letter away five times 'fore I signed and sent it

I put my handprint in the patent of what I invented

I scribe a sentence that defying all your laws and limits

I don’t feed the machine, I feed human beings

Don’t perform for the form, but what it truly means

Ain’t no such thing as beauty queens

Love and service are the stuff of movie scenes

I’m at my best when I can disappear

The only time that I show up is when I’m insincere

Listen here: there’s no such thing as «isn't fair»

There’s only what you keep and what you kill

I know you feel me there

I was once militant against the military

Blind dog with a seeing eye, man—interesting pair

If I wasn’t bald, I’d whip my hair

So when you sit and stare, you wouldn’t have shit to compare

Clinging to the rhythm and the wisdom of the Idhin

Either that’s the future, or there is none

Repent and sin again like a faucet dripping

I cannot feature complements to all my children