| Yo, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah |
| yo, yeoooow! |
| Yeah huh |
| Wake up! |
| Are we awake, are we wake, are we wake |
| Take it low, low low low low |
| Take it low take it low, take it low |
| Yo! |
| I said yo, I said yo, I said yo |
| Yeah |
| Kardinal is walkin' (yo) just how we be talking (Yo) |
| Fakes get they face palmed, and thrown to the floor |
| Shout out to the ghetto, girl’s in they stilettos |
| With their tongue rings, doing tricks, sippn' on Ameretto |
| Fire pon a fosse-man a bad man truss me |
| Not a homophobic, just a man who loves pssss |
| Come here let me see you, and throw a little game |
| You can either fall in love with the hood or with the name |
| Explicit lyriciasm (yo) nuff narcissism |
| Is invading hip-hop, replacing escapism |
| My vision is an ism (yo) smoke it till you’re high |
| Unattainable goals blank to your third eye (yo) |
| Maneuvering high skies to low tone flows |
| Straight to the five mic sight is where the flow goes |
| Killing 'em with knowledge — the mind is the key |
| Just sign on the dotted line and check who you be |
| You (you), me (me), powerful (so powerful) |
| We’re fighting for this goal and we ain’t gonna stop |
| (We ain’t never gonna stop y’all) |
| I said you, me (me), is wonderful {so wonderful) |
| We’ll be makin' babies til our army’s on top |
| ('Til we standing on the top y’all) |
| The funk is in the air (yo) you might suffocate |
| If you don’t strap on your mack on and watch I articulate |
| We don’t shake hands with cops (yo) we don’t participate |
| Light up an informer and make his mouth menstrate (yo) |
| Black is for Black, they can’t understand that |
| So they call it «reverse racism"and try to pin it back (yo) |
| But if we ain’t for us, who for us? them? — nah! |
| If it was up to them they would have us ridin' in the back of the bus |
| In handcuffs and other shackles (yo) check Mr. Bush |
| Plant cocaine on me and call it operation push |
| Our Prime Minister is actually second in command |
| Bending over to the star spangled-politically strangled |
| So we have to move (yo) through the underground |
| Encode the funk mode and claim back the sound (yo) |
| 'Cause what’s mine is gonna stay mine, word to line for line |
| Off the top and all that |
| Peace to magnificent rap |
| Look out |
| Cameras are watching you, they watching you from birth |
| And they be killing us softly by biologically attacking us first |
| Don’t think that you’re immune |
| 'Cause your acquired system is soon to be consumed |
| Flesh eating disorder, false claims of water |
| I rip through the lies so I can bare sons and daughters, and soldiers |
| Build my camp up like an army over Giza, running suicide missions |
| You can’t disarm me |
| Making babies 'til our army’s on top |
| yeah, yeah |
| Oh yeah |
| Wake up! |
| Take it low, low low low low low |
| Dear Lord, |
| I really, I don’t even know how to ax this |
| You know, I can’t, this this this is not an act |
| I must, from the bottom of my heart, ask forgiveness for my sins |
| But you know what |
| I ask that you give me the strength to be able to reach |
| all of those peoples, on every street corner, every block, every ghetto |
| All of those people, that we sometimes think are not worthy of blessings, |
| they’re worthy to me |
| And I think that as a man given the blessings you have given me |
| The opportunity to speak, that I need to speak the language |
| of those people, and I need to reach them |
| You know, beacuse there’s are a lot of good people on this Earth, |
| but there still some people that need a talking to |
| And I ask you to give me the strength to reach out to those people |
| You know because I believe everybody is worthy of your blessings |
| So I ask that you give, you give me, my family, my crew, F.O.S, the circle |
| All of us, all the babies that are being born |
| You give us the strength to be able to deal with it how you see fit |
| Beacuse you give all of us the power, as much as some people might not believe |
| it |
| You give us the strength to reach out and touch a lot people |
| So Lord I ask you give me the strength to go out in the world and start the fire |
| You know, start your fire, you understand I’m saying |
| Lord, just please be with me, be with me |
| and give me the strength and let me do this |
| Come to you as humble man, Kardinal Offishall |
| Quest For Fire |