Lost Desire

Lyrics

[Hook: Questlove] It's the love in your heart Or the pain in your mind No one cares what the truth is 'Cause the fortune's built on lies It's the love in your heart Or the pain in your mind No one cares what the truth is 'Cause the fortune's built on lies [Verse 1: Malik B.] Okay, uh-huh, okay, yo I'm exhausted, but I never ever forfeit Y'all just bullshit while I knock a nigga off quick Y'all start speaking in tongues and start reaching for guns A militant will put this heat in your lungs The street and the slums, the weekend is done The local class always show you what the heat has become The seasons are done and reasons are none People dyin', bullets flyin', 'cause they squeezin' for fun It's all of a nightmare that's right there They hopin' that somebody in the hood just might care With all this protestin' and rallyin', death toll tallyin' Foul smells around them, pails in the alley, and Corner filled with teddy bears, 'cause they killed a child again They sing about murder, so it ain't a song, it's hollerin' Get off the choir with your soft attire Niggas out here don't give a fuck, 'cause they lost desire [Hook: Questlove] It's the love in your heart Or the pain in your mind No one cares what the truth is 'Cause the fortune's built on lies It's the love in your heart Or the pain in your mind No one cares what the truth is 'Cause the fortune's built on lies [Verse 2: Talib Kweli] Yeah, my city's full of heartbreakers and stargazers Who puff Garcia Vega's, so they gone with the wind like Clark Gable Breathin' like Darth Vader, believin' in dark angel Yeah, we got flags, but they not star-spangled We not patriotic, the heroes are not them Ghetto grills like rims, you stop, they still spin Tall tales at the bar, witnessed after dark And we still stompin' in chicken and brown Timbs And listen to Rakim with the way that y'all been For realla, I hadn't been schemin' or plottin' You fear us? But fear itself personified Payin' homage to homicide, prayin' to the dollar sign It's idle worship, the rebel forces Bodies lie at the foundation of the fortress This is war, we expect some losses And we comin' for the heads of the bosses [Hook: Questlove] It's the love in your heart Or the pain in your mind No one cares what the truth is 'Cause the fortune's built on lies It's the love in your heart Or the pain in your mind No one cares what the truth is 'Cause the fortune's built on lies [Verse 3: Black Thought] Yo, we on some 'casualties of war' shit What you stand for, kid? We in the city where they definitely lost it You open your eyelids and get capped in the ribs Your funeral, they'll have your 12th grade portrait Pretty corpse in casket, bell-shaped orchids Said he 19 and left a self-made fortune And left tres orphans, now he in a box With the same chain and watch that never came off him It's a shame what it cost him Where he come from it ain't nothin', it's a everyday thing That's a problem, it's chambers revolvin',  Bustin' like Russian roulette, with a full set, they change what the odds is Flames in the mosque, and people held hostage Everyday I struggle, try to get up out the mosh-pit Homicide for profit, tell me how we not sick? This shit is out of control, they can't stop it [Hook: Questlove] It's the love in your heart Or the pain in your mind No one cares what the truth is 'Cause the fortune's built on lies It's the love