it sounds hard…

and then it goes:
Ain’t from the streets of Compton
Ain’t from no prison yard
Ain’t got no guns or weapons
Hell, nigga, I ain’t hard
I’d rather help than fight ya
I’d rather hug than swing
I know where diamonds come from
And it ain’t about the bling
Ain’t got no fancy car
I can’t afford my rent
Ain’t even got my own style
Sometimes I’m 50 cent
But I ain’t got no bullets
And I ain’t bulletproof
And you can take your aim
But you can’t kill the truth
And yo untie that noose
Son we ain’t free, we loose
I’m sleepin’ on the floor
Above yo party’s burnin’ roof
And when that party’s through
Here’s what you need do
Just hold that mic right up to your heart
And it hear it:

I got a heartbeat produced by God
And yo, it sounds hard

Saul Williams, P.G., as performed at the Boulder Theater, 14 April 2005

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