Lyrics Crossroads - Georgia Anne Muldrow

Spending my days at the crossroads
Wondering what it's all for, I suppose
It's bigger than me, better than me
Smarter than I, we believed to be

Spending my days at the crossroads
Wondering what it's all for, I suppose
It's bigger than me, better than me
Smarter than I, we believed to be

Finally found a plan with the purpose and action
Subtracted from the negative vibe that keep track
Of Jackie Joyner stamina with the passion and pentameter
I shake spears from my vocal vibranium shield
That's blessed by the Tjala, Queen Mother
I create you'd be late to be late
What's the reason for this lost time and costly diamonds
To prove the conflict that platinum state of our race?

I chase the tapes, though, Besar stayed low pre-NATO
Waiting for the day I fade Poe
My call is attack so I got that
Never retract the fact that stays black and the able

My mama sung story 'bout Mable
Opposite in playing giant steps at the Lord's table
Coltrane drop the jewels at us
But it destroys us scripts to slave

E-S-G-E ratio, M-S-N-D obsessed the mentality
Look at all these Africans in America rep E-D-D
In Zinga envy my Hannibal
Humble emcee cannibal
West Coast flows a handle go

All the way to Copenhagen press one to groove into
The master elements of what he pursued but um
I'm a grouper just to keep it real with you
Got to move one out of the neighborhood
My kids be better pictures to review

Spending my days at the crossroads
Wondering what it's all for, I suppose
It's bigger than me, better than me
Smarter than I, we believed to be

Spending my days at the crossroads
Wondering what it's all for, I suppose
It's bigger than me, better than me
Smarter than I, we believed to be

North Town Jail was now a state prison, so sick of this
Mass enslavement, so ridiculous
Tears from my tribe, 80 percent of us
Now, you tell me who the sin of us

Capitalists to the establishment
Opposes government that find overt and covert wars
At home in your body and your house
And your food and your labor
Nevemind the poverty, respect to the...

I heard somebody say, "I'm preaching to the choir"
Ha, I reach into the ash and find the imbecile
That I could spark a fire to admire
Babylon fall down in the riot
You too quiet
Seems your voice is on the diet

Scream out about your lack of choice
And be glad you tried it, be bolder
Lace your rhyme path with finest
I digress because the truth remain
That no individual you couldn't
I can see the whole picture of what it really is
But they tryin' hard to steal black kids, and I can't stand it
I'm prepared for the day to be there when I could damage it
Dismantle it with my worldwild crew

Check the revolution on the TV station call You
Check the revolution on the TV station call You
Check the revolution on the TV station call You
Check the revolution on the TV station call you