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[Rev. Saul S. Williams] I just want to talk about a good father... Now, coming from me, if you were to personally look at my life, you would ask the question "What do you know, about a good father?" And that would be a fair question, because... One of the statements that I have written on my notes, here today, is that men need examples And that's not holy men, all of us, are helped by examples But it does seem that, as men, we feel better when other men show us that they are man enough to do Whatever it is that we have hesitancy in doing Whether it is cook, sew, maybe sit... Or to shout, clap our hands, cry We sometimes can't do it until we see other men Who have lost themselves in the praise of God and in life So, it would certainly be a fair question, on this Father's Day, to ask "What do you know about a good father?" Now when I say father I am speaking of One who is the guardian or biological male in your life Who takes you out with them, who teaches you and gives you the instructions to follow Proverbs talks about the son or daughter following the instructions of the father Well certainly, there is no equivocation about that, that's wonderful, howe'er In order to follow one's instructions, they most know what they're doing We ask, sociologically, why are there so many messed up families? What's the problem? Well, in most of those cases, those children have no, or little, example to follow There are exceptions, but in most of those cases, they had little or no example to follow A good father is more than one who provides shelter, food, and body coverage Now I pray that those fathers who are here And those mothers who had to be fathers also And every once in a while, we find some fathers who had to be mothers also: [Saul Williams] Our father, which art in, St. Francis Hospital, for hypotension Our father, which art in, jumpsuits and prisons, federal detention Our father, which art in, dark bars and alleys, lethal injection Our father, which art in, denial and delusion, this cannot happen again Hallowed be thy (State your name for the record) (Repeat 6x) Selves Disraeli end Dear goddess, we made this break beat just for you As an offering, can you hear us now? (Repeat 2x) Dear goddess, we made this break beat just for you As an offering, can you feel us now? (Repeat 2x) When I was young, I cried when I found out I couldn't have children Soon after, I started rhyming No one was nicer than me, I mean it Upstate, New York, I learned to beat box in my tree house Sounded good up there Would you rather hear about guns and fear Or broken glass in the tenement? Should I rob to make you fear me now? Dear goddess, can you hear me now? Clear the way and prepare me now Dear goddess, can you hear me now? Dear goddess, we made this breakbeat just for you as an offering Can you hear us now? Dear goddess, we made this breakbeat just for you as an offering Can you hear us now? I'm supposed to be, less of an emcee because I never sold a key I sold my homework But y'all niggas were too busy hustling to do the dome work Now you can only rhyme about How you're stealing chrome work or your cell phone jerk Change your topic, damn, I'm supposed to be praying I got to stop it Dear goddess, we made this breakbeat just for you As an offering, can you hear us now? Dear goddess, we made this breakbeat just for you As an offering, can you hear us now? Dear goddess, we made this breakbeat just for you As an offering, an offering...