[Intro: SBM]
Goodbye Everybody
I know there ain't many people listening, but
Our spirits have been chained
And I say it all the same as
Fire in the streets
Water in our lungs
And solace at our feet
And danger in our guns, so
Goodbye everybody
I hope somebody out there is listening because
Our hearts are too tame
And they should change
There's n******gs lying in the streets
Water in our lungs
Fire at our feet
And anger in our songs
So I say, goodbye everybody
Goodbye everyone
[Bridge 1: Various Samples]
"What have I been living through?"
"Blackness. That Black Power"
"A lot of work, less pay"
"That Black"
"Less pay than the white man you mean?"
"That's right."
"Power"
"To me, we are the most beautiful creatures in the whole world."
"Think it always has to be this way?"
"We are the most beautiful creatures in the whole world"
"Not Necessarily"
"That Black"
"What do you think will bring about a change?"
"Power"
"There's really nothing that I can tell you here that will fully, really let you know what it's like"
"To be Black, in a White world,"
"Give everybody a job, that's all"
"too horrible, and too deep really to communicate"
"That's all any of us really need is a job, they all listening to me, and standing out here."
"too horrible, and too deep really to communicate to anyone."
"you don't have no job, what are you supposed to do?"
[Verse 1: SBM]
Ah, sh**'s f**ed up on the ground level
Saw the boy sing your Benedick sound shuttle
A chariot to pick you up and take you to the sky
Where you can live and be Black till the day you die
Without worrying that that day could be near
Because them sirens are here, fill your soul up with fear
Or that maybe you didn't steer quite correct and now they making an arrest, there ain't no peace in how you rest
But in the sky that's absurd
No more rap attacking we just rapping with the birds
No one shovels quotas, ship is running off of verbs
And we grow everything from stem cells to garden herbs
We, packed with Frankincense and Myrrh
Every record you can think of from Abbott to Blur to ?
I'm your captain but don't call me sir
Come and join me if you're inclined to concur
f** with your boy, woah
[Bridge 2: Nina Simone]
"My my job, is to somehow, make them curious enough, or persuade them by hook or crook, to get more aware of themselves and where they came from and what they're into and what is already there, and just to bring it out. This is what compels me to compel them, and I will do it by whatever means necessary."
[Verse 2: SBM]
Yeah, sh** is f**ed up on the ground level
Let me do my James Brown shuffle
And you know they gotta testify when I come up in the spot at the top, looking extra fly
With an extra eye, extra high, to the best of my
Knowledge I'm the truth of the roots, and the rest a lie
Testing my patience but I been patiently waiting
I'm f**ing everything up and these n***as just masturbating
I'm taking back what was taken
No faking, I'm hot like Satan. But godly in what I'm stating
All other rappers forsaken. I be taking, turning pigs into bacon
In the face in, promenade in they faces
Spitting Iron till around n***as face in
Contemplating all the lives I've been taking
Gotta job with no application
I'm who they be putting faith in. I put they're faith in a basin, and drowning it like I'm Jason
Come back as a f**ing k**er, k** all these rappers adjacent
The pigment in my skin make sure I'll never been complacent, b**h
Cooking plans up in the basement which
Never suited my style I prefer me a Cajun dish
Southern fried binary, bacon numbers, and cooking books
I had to make me a name so these n******gs they give me some crooked looks
They had it but I took it, Whoops
Got it in there quietly
A thief in the night because not having gave me anxiety
During the day I swear I've been living my life so piously
Eating pie out the windows at those who living propriety
I do the Charleston all over all these f**ing clouds
Some n***as sin is the way that they be smelling loud
I led the life that made my momma and my daddy proud
And I love my girl, I guess that really means I'm older now
I put them on my shoulders now, they ain't gotta do sh**
Bout to make a difference with some Hip Hop music
Ain't nobody better than Benni and I can prove it
I got an airship with ice cream paint job
Now there's a cool whip, b**h I do it
[Bridge 3: Sample]
b**h, do that, do that, do that *3
[SBM]
Bang bang, on the sound of a chain
Everybody wants gonna come with the pains
Clang clang, with the sounds of the chains
On the riffs, let it rain, let it rain, let it rain
*2
[Verse 3: SBM]
Fight in the testing
Commonly misconceptions
Common conception of we is in common with Smith and Wesson
Now spell it out really easy to help you people who guessing
Professing a lack of knowledge, a**essing a lack of college
Contesting a sack of promises, and problem is mostly cognitive
Having to do a prerogative is oftenly not posited
So again so make it all negatory
Let a young prema tell his mega story
[Chorus: SBM]
Maiden voyage, beotch
Maiden voyage b**h, yeah
It's the mother f**ing first flight
It's a mother f**ing birth right
So all over you waiting a** n***as
So all over you waiting a** n***as, uh
[Verse 4: SBM]
We in the air
But don't call this a Zeppelin (no, no)
All gold, man we flexing (flexing, flexing)
We ain't with all of that hating (no no no)
Love's what we professing
Love is the profession
We picking the bodies from Xena to Aubrey
So freshly so oddly, that stunting on who we be vexing
Stunting in oppression. Painting all our chains so we shine, now they call it an obsession
But look at this collection
Our cops all be hara**ing and arresting, and it's only a reflection
And the mirror is in my possession, everybody with questions should consider this a topical lesson
Psychological weapon
Neurological auditory Smith and Blessing
All leave this impression
It's like a footprint in the mud, or a handprint in the blood
When there's blood on the leaves, and the leaves is still on the trees and no one is more responsible than the hand that's supposed to be feeding, man that's real
[Chorus: SBM]
Maiden voyage b**h
Yeah, it's a mother f**ing first flight
It's a mother f**ing birth right
So all over you waiting a** n***as
So all over you waiting a** n***as, uh
[Bridge 4: SBM]
Bathe your big boy
Drive this monstrosity away
[?]
Drive this evil spirit to the cave
I never used to dream of extra arms, but now
I feel the weight of stranger's eyes
Possession is dangerous thing
And as I sail right by the tower with this king:
A man who know not what it means to have to see
Amazing unicorn blood
Amazing uniformity
Amazing unicorn blood
Amazing uniformity
Bathe your big boy
Drive this monstrosity away
[?]
Drive this evil spirit to the cave
[Nina Simone]
"I'll tell you what freedom means to me: no fear
I mean really , no fear."
As we fly over a swollen grave
Now close your eyes make sure this memory safe
You don't have to be swoll to be brave
You don't have to be perfect, but please, do behave
We heading anybody that tests us, who acting reckless
They nearly headless
We offer that patronis how you expect us, to stay sober after a breakfast. Fasting fast, it's vitals that infect us
All that big talking don't impress us
The life of a sailor under the moon, in it till it's over, but I hope it's over soon
Won't stop until all my people eat but go to spoons
All the racists go bananas, now who they calling baboons, ah
Now who they calling baboons
Always been the greatest but don't write it on my tomb, man
Even the greatest used to practice raps in his room man
In the sky
Life below is just a lie
Come and see it with your eyes, man, life is just a lie
Come and get a piece of pie, when they wanted you to die, they won't even ask you why, stupid n***as asking why
Come and be a smart guy, n***a look up to the sky
And see n***as fly
[Outro: Nina Simone]
"my my job, is to somehow, make them curious enough, or persuade them by hook or crook, to get more aware of themselves and where they came from and what they're into and what is already there, and just to bring it out. This is what compels me to compel them, and I will do it by whatever means necessary."