Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Write at Home, artist - Talib Kweli. Album song Radio Silence, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 3D, Javotti Media
Song language: English
Write at Home |
Peace, peace, everything we do is a creation |
In complete harmony, our creation becomes art |
Everything we’ve ever invented stems from the human imagination |
Everything we’ve ever invented or created |
That moved an era is recognized as work of genius |
Science and the empirical man, philosophy and the thinker |
Religion and the shaman, art and the sick who can metabolize |
Everything with a trace of decay is human error |
Forgivable human error the curse |
From the radiance of the gift which becomes shadow |
Necessary evil so to speak, or we’d have figured it out by now |
Striving for perfection is a result of genius |
Find peace, share your genius |
See I can’t see my own face without a reflection |
Whether it be your reaction to my expression, a mirror or water |
I need the outside to know the inside which is where I reside |
Through this understanding, I know that all things are one |
According to science, everything is a wave of energy |
A soundwave reaches my ear and my mind makes something of it |
My eyes are receptors for another type of energy |
Which my mind then depicts as images, same goes for smell and touch |
Time and space are tools which help me concretize these waves into information |
Now when given full attention to something other than time and space |
Time and space disappear, I’m simply doing |
Yesterday, tomorrow, here, there, poof! |
It is always now, all is energy |
Even thoughts are forms of energy waves floating |
Technically I’m only a vessel channeling those thoughts |
My mind chooses to tune into these frequencies |
Which I either contemplate or share with the outside |
I believe we all function with the same foundation |
Energy, which is everything |
Everything is one big ocean of energy |
Everything is within you, everything is you |
The identity of me is but a series of memories |
In which my mind decides to narrate in order to create that feeling |
Remember it is always now |
The first law of thermodynamics states that energy is conserved |
In other words, energy can neither be created or destroyed |
Energy only transforms |
We are thus forever, and death is but a blink |
So I ask why hurt? |
Why kill? |
Why hate? |
Why fear? |
Why war? |
Why the feelings of uneasiness if all is but a single form of energy |
entertaining itself? |
Can the state of the world change? |
Can the state of the world change? |
If energy only seems to transform then why not? |
It seems as if darkness has always reigned over |
We live on a planet amongst the system in a dark space |
A planet amongst other planets routing around the sun |
In the same fashion as electrons do |
Around the nucleus which form the cells, which form us |
Ah yes, all is one, and my friends, it is beautiful |
Let us unify our heart, now feel your power and I thank you |
Peace and forever |
Yeah, uh |
Snap ya fingers, do ya step |
Ayyy, where we at with it? |
Where you at? |
Uh, uh |
What era is this, man? |
The era of the musical beautiful mistakes |
Delivered hand to hand like we slangin' the mixtapes |
You tryin' to describe us, you might as well get it straight |
We the content creators, we greater than clickbait |
The passion for the culture, the vultures they try to kill it |
It’s a war for your spirit, the lyrics is here to heal us |
We looking for the fountain to keep us forever young |
While I get my energy from the sun, all things are one |
Rollin' the blunt on a copy of Native Sun |
Gettin' hung just for speakin' the native tongue |
My color is my penalty mentally on the run |
Photosynthesizing my energy from the sun, huh |
Releasing blockages I ain’t stoppin' until they gone |
Feeling weighted down like my pockets is full of stone |
Until I realized I can change what’s going on (let's go!) |
To every single place I go I’m right at home |
I’m right at home (let's go!) |
Waiting for that day to come, huh |
Looking for fountains to keep us forever young |
Get my energy from the sun |
Rollin' the blunt on a copy of Native Sun |
Gettin' hung just for speakin' the native tongues |