Fly Away

[Intro: Sample + Talib Kweli] "She's got her ticket, I think she gonna use it I think she goin' to fly away No one should try and stop her, persuade her with their power She says that her mind is made" Hold up Where you goin', girl? Where you goin'? Hold up "She's got her ticket—" [Chorus: Sample + Talib Kweli] "She's got her ticket, I think she gonna use it I think she goin' to fly away" (Where you goin'?) "No one should try and stop her—" (Uh) "—persuade her with their power" (Yeah) "She says that her mind is made" (This a story we all familiar with) [Verse 1: Talib Kweli] Yeah we all tryin to live worry free Pretty young things affection is like currency Talking bout a country girl living in a city though Searching but she get her moral compass from these videos Girl you'll be killing and searching your faith or new tears Courage under fire especially after a few beers Already broke the resolution for a new year They blushin cause they sayin it's nothing inside a few years Until I came across this dame I used to baby sit At the club looking for this lame she had a baby with Wait a minute you're only 17 and she said to me My baby gave me strength to leave the city life ain't meant for me Father can't be bothered, I'm here to make my peace So offered her some money but she started quoting Jay to me I'll do you one better, I slay these niggas faithfully I don't need you to pay for me, I just need you to pray for me [Chorus: Sample + Talib Kweli] "She's got her ticket, I think she gonna use it" (Come on) "I think she goin' to fly away No one should try and stop her, persuade her with their power" (Yeah) "She says that her mind is made" (Girl—don't change your mind) [Verse 2: Talib Kweli] When you call up and captain say that ain't no hero What you really bring to the table let's keep the real dough No matter where you're going if you don't get your mind right First choose between two evils like this is Twilight She up in the kitchen tonight cooking the grams up.. Gotta take you to right the Peter Pan but She gotta take it to..she got a grant.. She gotta take it to fly she had a lan and she try She tryin to avoid the trap is like the cancer The love of money run in her vein, now she a dancer Now the blow go in her nose to keep her dancin' The high is the only escape, she like a phantom A ghost just a sell of herself packing them pasttense Closer to selling herself, using her assets Ain't nothing left to shake let's break it all down Got it inside her veins, she takin' off now [Chorus: Sample + Talib Kweli] "She's got her ticket, I think she gonna use it" (Yeah) "I think she goin' to fly away No one should try and stop her, persuade her with their power" (Uh uh) "She says that her mind is made" [Bridge: Talib Kweli] Fly high, fly, fly Sky high, yeah Hold up, where you're goin', girl? Where you're goin'? Hold up, where you're goin', girl? Where you're goin'? Hold up, where you're goin', girl? Where you're goin'? Hold up, where you goin'? Damn [Verse 3: Talib Kweli] Damn, I'll found her later that she don't know who her father was I’m like this crazy, a baby ain’t got no starter kit She never met the real..foe they tried to steal her goodies They breakin' into her candy store We holdin' pistols and Willy Wonka for soldier sistas 'Cause when we're taking the gold and taking the coldest winter Statistics will give you the truest picture of the youth The visionary’s on a mission for new beginnings It’s hard enough when you radiate a twenty block radius Wondering who the father of the baby is To pay relationships to her like sound fiction out to table And public you write a buy you and provide it with the title Body of a woman with the eyes of a child Driven that she could—is it now Want her future to be as bright as a smile She like I see her spinning that Wheel of Fortune, let’s buy a vowel [Chorus: Sample + Talib Kweli] "She's got her ticket, I think she gonna use it" (Let's buy another one) "I think she goin' to fly away No one should try and stop her, persuade her with their power" (Come on) "She says that her mind is made" [Bridge: Talib Kweli] Hold up I realized early that black girls carry universes inside their bodies Waiting to be named whole continent Land masses that were once connected Flow through her arms fingers, chest, legs, stomach Feet and head Ghanna is her heart, her lungs charity Her tongue I'm.., her bones massai Her breath Aboriginal her skin the color of Moroccan Sand in south african sky lines Her blue blood separates the land fro our riversand great legs The place where we shit and drink The place that we love and hate Colonize and liberate Conquer and rebuilt right and so up Escape and imprisoned The place where questions like if you a woman Raise your hand will get you killed