Kweli say, "Everybody act according to the season that they born in"

Some are the night, some are the morning, some at noon

Some in winter, some in June

It's our code, it's the natural

The science is a joke

For me and mines, yours and you

Let's move, tell you a little about mine, yo I was born in a season where the world was quiet and cold

Celebrations were going on

Some were happy, some were sad

Some felt bad from being good

Some felt good from being bad, feelings pass and change

But they never leave, they here to stay

Holiday, holiday, happy birthday

Teenage love, the first cut run deep

Soul on flesh, this is the Brooklyn streets

Year of the Ox, seven and three

M.D., the history (come on)

Every soul's got one of these (yes)

It's where you been and where you be

And without understanding you cannot proceed

Complete, the start and the end

Then it just go round again Again and again, brand new

Again and again, so fresh

Again and again, newness I was born in the decade of decadence where they worship what they have

Ford was president, do the math

The war was ended when the Vietnamese stormed the city of Saigon

We was like, bye; we was gone, let bygones be bygones

I'm gone, spread love, it's the Brooklyn way

Where the hug you with the firearm, try it on

Like new school clothes, Black Star official

Smash when we do a show, it's facts, no mystery

I'm down with the crew like Mussolini in Italy

I rock with the Roots like the Giving Tree

Powerful, bigotry at work, me and my people got history

These rappers dumb it down considerably

We get it poppin' like a hit chorus

The flow is historic, they can't get rid of us

Ubiquitous, and we lay the law like Leviticus

Ten years ago we made history so they missing us And don't call it comeback in particular

We will never blend into ephemera or

Fade into peripheral, transition of the minister's original

We're broadcast clear without diminishing

Black Star so tight, burning soul temperatures and ministers

Alkalines, aminos and minerals essentials

Served over Dilla time signatures

It's miracle material, remember it's right now foreverness