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Saul Williams

Penny for a Thought

  hip-hop  spoken word  poetry  rap  hip hop
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Cancel the apocalypsecartons of the milky way with pictures of a missing planetlast seen in pursuit of an American dreamthis fool actually thinks he can drive his hummer on the moonblasting DMX off the soundtrack of a South Park cartoonniggas used to buy their families out of slaverynow we buy chains and links, smokes and drinksthey`re paying me to record this, even more if you hear itsomebody tell me what you think I should do with the moneyyes, friend tell me what you think I should do with the moneyexactly how much is it gonna cost to free Mumia?what`s he gonna do with his freedom? talk on the radio?radio programming is just that - a brainwashin` gleamed of purposeto be honest, some freedom of speech makes me nervousand you looking for another martyr in the form of a manhair like a mane with an outstretched handin a roar of hearts, thoughts, reactionary defensiveness and counter intelligencewhat exactly is innocence?fuck it, I do believe in the existence of police brutalitywho do I make checks payable to? (How `bout I pay it in prayers?)a young child stares at a glowing screen transfixed by tales of violencehis teenage father tells him that that`s life, not that Barney shita purple dinosaur that speaks of love, a black man that speaks of bloodwhich one is keeping it real, son?who manufactured your steel, son?hardcore, ancient elements at the earth`s corefuck it, I`mma keep speaking `til my throats sorean emcee told a crowd of hundreds to put their hands in the airan armed robber stepped to a bank and told everyone to put their hands in the aira Christian minister gives his benediction while the congregation hold their hands in the airlove the image of the happy Buddha with his hands in the airhands up if you`re confused, define tomorrowyour belief system ain`t louder than my car systemnigga walked down my block with his rotwiler, a subwoofer on a leasheach one teach onethe DJ spins a new philosophy into a barren mindI can`t front on itmy head nods as if to clear the last image from an etch-a-sketchsomething like Rakim said- I could quote any emcee, but why should I?how would it benefit me? karmic repercussionsare your tales of reality worth their sonic laced discussions?suddenly, the ground shivers and quakesa newborn startles and wakesher mother rushes to her bed side to hold her to her breastmilk of sustenance heals and nourishesfrom the depths of creation life still flourishesyet we focus on death and destruction, violence, corruptionmy people, let pharaoh gowhat have you bought into? how much will it cost to buy you out?what have you bought into? how much will it cost to buy you out?what have you bought into? how much will it cost to buy you out?(spoken)how much it gonna cost to buy you out of my mind?penny for a thought, y`all niggas is half steppin` wastin` my timeplease, nigga what? you talkin to me?please baby, baby, baby can I borrow - can i borrow a nickle, a dime, and that quarterpenny for a thought, penny for a thoughthow much will it cost to buy you out of buyin` into a reality that originally bought you?dime a dozen, y`all niggas a dime a dozenpenny for a thought, nigga, c`mon, penny for a thoughtthink fast, think fast, c`mon, time is moneytime is money, money is timeso i keep 7 o`clock in the bank and gain interest in the hour of GodI`m saving to buy my freedom, God, grant me wings, I`m too fly not to flyI soared further past humans without wings so I soarand fine tickling the feathers of my wingsflying hysterically, over land numericallyI am seven mountains higher than the valley of deathSeven mountains higher than the valley of deathSeven dimensions deeper than dimensions of breath(x12, gradually mixed out)we`re performing an exorcism on all this keep it real-ismviolence, sensationalismin the name of the hip hop that nurtured me, cultured mewe are ordering all evil entities to exit this body, leave this bodyin the name of microphone fiends and a young boy`s b-boy dreamswe draw you to leave this body, leave this bodyall evil entities, all wannabe emceesdecoys, decoys, send in the true b-boysthe true b-boys be men, motherfuckersbe men in the name of Scott La Rockin the name of T-La Rockmotherfuckers don`t remember how to do the reebokswalk, hop, I told you to leave this bodyleave this body, leave this bodyI told you to leave this bodyleave this body, leave this bodymotherfuckers must think I`m crazyshit, I think y`all motherfuckers is crazyI want my fuckin` MTVpenny for a thought, nigga, penny for a thoughtwhat the fuck have you bought into?

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