Before He Walked - Talib Kweli/Nelly/Abby Dobson

Like a medicine in times of war helps me get over

The sweetest sounds I ever heard my joy my heart my music

Like a medicine in times of war helps me get over

The sweetest sounds I ever heard my joy my life my music

I'm from a small city but I have big dreams

Had some good ideas but I had better schemes

I thought the hustle way for me was etched in stones

Until my pun to dime and name etched in stone

My daughter's growing up my son on his way

They closing in on me I feel like every day

Music saves me soothing like the navy

But a lifetime of scars only sixteen bars

So I took the vibe with me using my life

Yep I propose the main music my wife

If ever need to call a ni**a music's my night

And if I need to bring the girls together music's my dice

If I degraded and I haven't even cried to

I watch purpose prophesize about going through

Music ain't the knowledge itself

And I'm the knowledge itself then I acknowledge your wealth

Like a medicine in times of war helps me get over

The sweetest sounds I ever heard my joy my heart my music

Like a medicine in times of war helps me get over

The sweetest sounds I ever heard my joy my life my music

Music a part of me I'm a bully

Beating up the track with brutal lines

The truth inside of me rappers hit the booth and they lie to me

I'm using the inspiration that they provide to me

I'm redefining the space you can call me the new geometry

A picture of you papa when I google monogamy

Now all the people who go irresponsibly

Thinking your album is trash is not the root of economy

So you're expecting the conscious and introspect of use

Each of lyrical vestibule let me tell you what's best for you

My music gives you a message true or respect is due

But music is emotion that's lost for me intellectual

A tree in form of a far is never heard

Amongst the sparrows and the robbers and even the ghetto birds

You download it for free but what I create the same

Ofcourse you're nothing but a pair in making trust me

Like a medicine in times of war helps me get over

The sweetest sounds I ever heard my joy my heart my music

Like a medicine in times of war helps me get over

The sweetest sounds I ever heard my joy my life my music

I was born on the afterbeat I'm like ron for Johnson

When you reach the crossroads me and the devil have to meet

It's sort of same thing as clever on when they soar

Lower went looking for God and cleft kept on

Willing to the same songs but we hear them different

Serenade the death like we got a fear of living

Having the sounds on stage cause the spirit rising

Stop the devilish ways where clever displays the lyricism

The songs are a natural resource of actual street stories

Attract the police forces

Slay to the rhythm the masses that rip off us

And he could run before he walked