De La Soul

[Chorus]
Things have never felt so uneasy
Yet I've never felt so god damn sure
Despite all of those that don't believe me
And all of the things that I got plans for
You think that it'll stop me?
Well no way, and no how
With no day, to slow down
And I'll say, I know now
It's from the soul ya'll (it's real hip hop music)
It's comin from the soul (from the soul yall. yeah, check it)

[Verse 1]
Somebody tell me what we marchin' for
It might be liberating, but to me its just primitive martial law
It's just another angle to see it from
They gettin' us riled up, while we watching the blind lead the dumb
I've needed someone to become a witness
Whether they run a business, or can't even compute a couple of digits
Long as they seein eye to eye with me
I can't deny that I can be difficult, I just dont like when they lie to me
It's undeniably known, that I am high and I'm prone
To overthink and analyze what my eyes have been shown
All alone and I'm out on my own
Out of my home, and I doubt I'm out of my zone, I'm feelin right
I need the night (NO!) I need the mic
Cause I'm pushin' out these rhymes to the point that I ain't eatin' right
I go to bed and then I'm sleepin' tight
Dreamin 'bout the day I'm in the studio and I don't need to write
It's just me and my peoples
Rockin' out song after song after song, til the break of dawn
With an unlimited budget like fuck it
Even with the D-sides people gon' love it
Trust, it's gon' be somethin' so unique
With the freakness on my side, when I go through beats
So yes, I'm blessed man
I guess than, I'm not stressed man
Cause no one in my circle's a "Yes Man"
Let's plan, the whole album out
Or fuck it, do 40 songs and then I'm out, that's a different route
Than I originally set out
But I'mma leave the door open so none of my people left out
And over, copy back and get the message
Why would I get aggressive, I'm on my own accord
A million thoughts is what I got in store
And I can't afford to not record

Cause...
[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Uh, check it
Somebody help me try and understand
Cause the minute I get it, they went ahead and fitted another plan
The angle seems to be missin', or even gone along
So if I'm on a wrong, I guess I need it all along
To help me put it in perspective, see
I'm try'na hold my own, respectively
And yes it be, somethin' that I ain't attained
I need to be unique, I don't wanna remain the same
I played the game, and now I'm only try'na be the dealer
Out runnin the pain, but I feel I need a healer
To help me out with what I'm try'na say
Success is a never ending list of dues that I ain't try'na pay
And only cause its never ending, yeah I paid my dues
To hater crews, stay in fools, they play to snooze
I give a fuck if the dick get it
Cause if its sick witted, and slick wit' it, then 6th did it
I been sittin on the bench
Waitin' for my time, payin no mind to the fakers hatin' on my grind
I'm hearin' voices in my head
Of heads conversatin 'bout they favorite emcees (ayyo that shit is nice)
I write a rhyme but I dont spit it 'til I get it right
Flow versus content, I just let 'em fight
It's dead at night, in the city I'm schooled at
Return to NY, and it feels like I flew black
If you paid close attention to each verse
You'd notice repetition in the mission of each word
Line by line, step by step
While ya'll try to represent, I present my rep
Its been a long time comin' but I kept my step
No signs of slowin' up, in time I'm blowin' up
Will, conquer it all
Whatever remains divide
Ya'll try'na get low, we try'na sustain the high

[Chorus]

Cause...
[Chorus]

Yeah
You know
Where else should it come from, man?
Gotta ask yourself that
I'mma do my part
From the soul