Right before the Miracle - Busdriver

I am calling out your name

In the dark as the wind swept

I think that we could inherit carats of gold

That have not been found yet

‘Cuz you’re a testament to God

Shaking the skies until there’s no thunder left

Peep game though

Keep all them griots outside of the poorhouse

The lifeblood is flowing in lanes of the tour route

I am calling out your name

Know that I mean it

I am calling to tell that this all is ours

And if we make a plan, we can take

All the lands and the dreams that they ever have stolen from us

Then remake

A new world in a self image that is true and robust

I am calling out your name so just answer me

I want your mind to be free

Yeah, use what you thought was useless

To try to make units

Love a machine that will take you, take you, take you

To the next place, the next stage

I am in a phase in my life where I can teach and extend

And try to reach to you and a bend a reason

Turn all the emcees into

Lottery doctors, proctors, philosophers

Everybody over there trying to rock with me

But you can’t really rock with the hip hoppers

No can you

No, you don’t really know the content of Plymouth Rock

You can’t really understand hip hop

Even if you really wanted to

You can’t really squander what’s due

When it comes from the old depot

You can’t really be sold, you can’t really be sold

You are an essence that is infinite, infinite

These dark weather, baby

From Sudan

Came in a sedan, can you understand

There is no rubber band that will take you back to the point of origin

Like this

A motive is at the helm, when I’m at the helm

Can you understand what happens

When I start rapping, tapping into unbelievable black skin

Motherfuckin' griots into Manhattan

When I start chanting, you know exactly when

My black skin cracks you see

(?) underneath that isn’t breathing the whole time

You understand that I’m a chief

I am calling out your name

In the dark as the wind swept

I think that we could inherit carats of gold

That have not been found yet

‘Cuz you’re a testament to God

Shaking the skies until there’s no thunder left

Peep game though

Keep all them griots outside of the poorhouse

The lifeblood is flowing in lanes of the tour route

I am calling out your name

Know that I mean it

I am calling to tell that this all is ours

And if we make a plan, we can take

All the lands and the dreams that they ever have stolen from us

Then remake

A new world in a self image that is true and robust

I am calling out your name so just answer me

I want your mind to be free