Lyrics Brother Ali – The Idhin
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Clinging to the rhythm and the wisdom of the Idhin
Either that’s the future, or there is none
Repent and sin again like a faucet dripping
I cannot feature complements to all my children
Listen, I threw the kitchen sink at everything that I’ve attempted
I threw this letter away five times ‘fore I signed and sent it
I put my handprint in the patent of what I invented
I scribe a sentence that defying all your laws and limits
I don’t feed the machine, I feed human beings
Don’t perform for the form, but what it truly means
Ain’t no such thing as beauty queens
Love and service are the stuff of movie scenes
I’m at my best when I can disappear
The only time that I show up is when I’m insincere
Listen here: there’s no such thing as «isn’t fair»
There’s only what you keep and what you kill
I know you feel me there
I was once militant against the military
Blind dog with a seeing eye, man—interesting pair
If I wasn’t bald, I’d whip my hair
So when you sit and stare, you wouldn’t have shit to compare
Clinging to the rhythm and the wisdom of the Idhin
Either that’s the future, or there is none
Repent and sin again like a faucet dripping
I cannot feature complements to all my children
