The Great Communicator
My own intent's not easy to see
I'm not the great communicator that I used to be, apparently
But I know what it means when I hear screams
And it's the sonics, not the phonics and it's all in the delivery
Now I'm learning 'bout what lies underneath
So if you catch me speaking through my teeth
Oh, you gotta stop me now
I keep my ear to the street
And I keep on reading lips and looks as I'm looking for that perfect beat
But I know it's all down to me
And if something's lost in the translation, I know I shouldn't take it so personally
But your s's look like f's to me
We been ebonic since we been thirteen
How you like me now?
They get detached from what's been going on
They feed you crap you can't keep growing on
They give you stats that tell you nothing at all
'Bout who you want to be
But your s's look like f's to me
We been ebonic since we been thirteen
How you like me now?
They get detached from what's been going on
They feed you crap you can't keep growing on
They give you stats that tell you nothing at all
'Bout who you want to be
Who you wanna be?
I'm not the great communicator that I used to be, apparently
But I know what it means when I hear screams
And it's the sonics, not the phonics and it's all in the delivery
Now I'm learning 'bout what lies underneath
So if you catch me speaking through my teeth
Oh, you gotta stop me now
I keep my ear to the street
And I keep on reading lips and looks as I'm looking for that perfect beat
But I know it's all down to me
And if something's lost in the translation, I know I shouldn't take it so personally
But your s's look like f's to me
We been ebonic since we been thirteen
How you like me now?
They get detached from what's been going on
They feed you crap you can't keep growing on
They give you stats that tell you nothing at all
'Bout who you want to be
But your s's look like f's to me
We been ebonic since we been thirteen
How you like me now?
They get detached from what's been going on
They feed you crap you can't keep growing on
They give you stats that tell you nothing at all
'Bout who you want to be
Who you wanna be?
Credits
Writer(s): Theodore F Leo
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