inner selves. Of course I feel uncomfortable when I'm laughed at in the streets, But I don't want to be one of them. I want to be an outsider, At the
Running blind as I hold my breath Say a prayer symphony of death As we charge the enemy lines A burst of fire and we go down I choke a cry but no
hidden It was the truth [Female singer] Truth, truth, truth, truth, truth, truth In due time, we will find [Talib Kweli] Check it, on my neck I still