[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."