Learn how to heal yourself and stop fucking with them hospitals - Talib Kweli

Life is a beautiful struggle
People search through the rubble for a suitable hussle
Some people using their noodle
Some people using their muscle
Some people put it all together make it fit like a puzzle

We played against each other like puppets, swearing you got pull
When the only pull you got is the wool over your eyes
Getting knowledge in jail like a blessing in disguise
Look in the skies for god, what you see besides the smog
Is broken dreams flying away on the wings of the obscene.

Spit bars you can't touch, like tits in strip bars, get scarred, I drop hits to hit hard