Peace of Mind - Madsol Desar, Talib Kweli

I haven’t seen that look in such a long time

I’ve yet to feel what could be called peace of mind

Uh.

One, two, and uh.

One, two, and uh.

Yo.

All those shorties around my way,

I see y’all.

Do y’all thang, do y’all thang, come on.

Ah.

Uh.

Come on.

Ah.

Do y’all thang, do y’all thang, come on.

Ah.

Yeah.

Let me run it down.

Yo, yo

Sitting on a stoop, watching chickens fly the coup

People troop through the night in groups.

I got dice to shoot

Way too late to see this youth hanging on the ave

Plus my little man’s mama just told me he skipped the class

He on the corner smoking a stog', looking broke in the blow

He opened his soul, said he came to a fork in the road.

«Son

I’ve never seen that look in your eye.

What’s wrong, kid?»

He replied

«What they’re teaching me in school ain’t helping me to live

It ain’t relevant to me.

Word is bond, the class

Is so overcrowded, they don’t even notice when I’m gone»

«Hold on, shorty.

You’re speeding.

Take what they got you reading

Apply it to your life and give it your own meaning

There’s nothing out here for you, so stop running from school

You’ll only defeat yourself—that's what they want you to do.

It’s that

Simple» is what I told him.

«No one’ll hold your hand

Count your blessings—not your problems—and stay focused, man»

I haven’t seen that look in such a long time

I’ve yet to feel what could be called peace of mind

«What's up

Keeba?

I heard you’re moving down south to

Atlanta to be with your family.

That’s what it’s about, right?

Selling your house and quitting your job, not

Wishing on a star.

Just getting with God.

I’m missing

You hard already (Word).

You used to be hooking us up, cooking

For us.

It was love.

You was Brooklyn to us

I’ll remember the tragic loss of the baby’s father

Being eight-months pregnant was hard—that made it crazy harder

Plus I know he loved you, and you felt like you would lose it

That’s why it’s good you start again and focus on your music

I got your back on a plane that’s two hours away, and it’s like

Going to Queens and taking the A. Today

You sound stressed out.

I know you’re ready to lead, ready

To be free and keep a home steady for your seeds, but you’re

There already.

If you thought it, it could happen

The hands God works with his hours.

You took action»

Holler.

Yeah.

I haven’t seen ya, haven’t seen ya.

Uh.

What?

Come on.

Come on and, come on and.

Brooklyn, y’all.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah

I haven’t seen that look in such a long time

I’ve yet to feel what could be called peace of mind

Stay focused, man.

Stay focused, uh

Stay focused, man.

Stay focused, true

Stay focused, man.

Stay focused, uh

Stay focused, man.

Stay focused, uh

Big Tobacco targets your children.

Ghetto youth marked

For killing, buildings fallings.

We’re just starting the healing

Light up the truth, make a spark in the dark that’s so appealing that it

Gives sight to the blind and sound to the hard-of-hearing

We’re all looking for the truth.

Now look in your eyes for proof

Or recognize no time to lie to the youth, so I slide

In the booth and provide you the soup for your soul, food

For your whole body when you feel you’re losing control

To some corporation, TV station, or occupation, another

Foreign value system that kill your sensation.

Feel the

Elation of knowing life—you got a lot to live

Stay true and focus on the positive.

Come on

I haven’t seen that look in such a long time

I’ve yet to feel what could be called peace of mind

See, that’s what I’m talking about.

I haven’t seen it.

I haven’t seen it.

Uh.

Peace of mind.

I haven’t seen it, I haven’t seen it.

Peace of mind