Lesson One (Tablo's Word)

yo, people, attention
education, knowledge(huh)
I've got somethin' to say to my teachers
genius is not the answer to all questions
it's the question to all answers
brothers and sisters, yo, come and listen

do we learn math to add the dead's sum
subtract the weak on-es, count cash for great on-es
shall we multiply or divide the nation
break down like fractions, send our sons away to die

do we learn science in defiance of faith
to make alliance with fakes for an appliance's sake
we ask for the real but make artificial intelligence
to make smarter kills of other's presidents

why do we learn history to fix stories for the guilty
may angels look filthy and the devils look milky
if the victory writes the books, then what have we won
are we battleships for authorship, a rich man's guns?

do we learn to read to receive the lies
to deceive the eyes from seeing between the lines
we use words to bring forth sticks and stones
to sing psalms of hate that fill the streets with bones

unseen or heard, a king with words
(tablo)lyrical assassin
make me vision the better livin'
unseen or heard, a king with words
(tablo)lyrical assassin
make me vision I'm the truth

is our day job more than self-slavery
when we're locked, watching the cloc impatiently
we sweak for the dollar bills, the checks, and the credit cards
but that dollar kills, breaks the necks of our inner hearts

if the police are role models for the righteous
why does justice depend on guns and nightsticks
mr. officer don't punish me with brutality
the streets got me singing Marvin Gay off-key

why do we need church to get to heaven's gates
can holy water quench the thirst of those whose fates
started in the wrong place with the wrong face
can the poor and the hungry survive solely on grace

can this rap game ever bring changes
when MCs would rather floss a cross than be saviors
will I last in this game, be blasted with shame
will I stand for my name and never blaspheme for fame

unseen or heard, a king wih words
(tablo)lyrical assassin
make me vision the better livin'
unseen or heard, a king with words
(tablo)lyrical assassin
make me vision I'm the truth