Lost Desire

[Hook: Questlove]
It's the love in your heart
Or the pain in your mind
No one cares what the truth is
'Cause the fortune's built on lies
It's the love in your heart
Or the pain in your mind
No one cares what the truth is
'Cause the fortune's built on lies

[Verse 1: Malik B.]
Okay, uh-huh, okay, yo
I'm exhausted, but I never ever forfeit
Y'all just bullshit while I knock a nigga off quick
Y'all start speaking in tongues and start reaching for guns
A militant will put this heat in your lungs
The street and the slums, the weekend is done
The local class always show you what the heat has become
The seasons are done and reasons are none
People dyin', bullets flyin', 'cause they squeezin' for fun
It's all of a nightmare that's right there
They hopin' that somebody in the hood just might care
With all this protestin' and rallyin', death toll tallyin'
Foul smells around them, pails in the alley, and
Corner filled with teddy bears, 'cause they killed a child again
They sing about murder, so it ain't a song, it's hollerin'
Get off the choir with your soft attire
Niggas out here don't give a fuck, 'cause they lost desire

[Hook: Questlove]
It's the love in your heart
Or the pain in your mind
No one cares what the truth is
'Cause the fortune's built on lies
It's the love in your heart
Or the pain in your mind
No one cares what the truth is
'Cause the fortune's built on lies

[Verse 2: Talib Kweli]
Yeah, my city's full of heartbreakers and stargazers
Who puff Garcia Vega's, so they gone with the wind like Clark Gable
Breathin' like Darth Vader, believin' in dark angel
Yeah, we got flags, but they not star-spangled
We not patriotic, the heroes are not them
Ghetto grills like rims, you stop, they still spin
Tall tales at the bar, witnessed after dark
And we still stompin' in chicken and brown Timbs
And listen to Rakim with the way that y'all been
For realla, I hadn't been schemin' or plottin'
You fear us? But fear itself personified
Payin' homage to homicide, prayin' to the dollar sign
It's idle worship, the rebel forces
Bodies lie at the foundation of the fortress
This is war, we expect some losses
And we comin' for the heads of the bosses

[Hook: Questlove]
It's the love in your heart
Or the pain in your mind
No one cares what the truth is
'Cause the fortune's built on lies
It's the love in your heart
Or the pain in your mind
No one cares what the truth is
'Cause the fortune's built on lies

[Verse 3: Black Thought]
Yo, we on some 'casualties of war' shit
What you stand for, kid?
We in the city where they definitely lost it
You open your eyelids and get capped in the ribs
Your funeral, they'll have your 12th grade portrait
Pretty corpse in casket, bell-shaped orchids
Said he 19 and left a self-made fortune
And left tres orphans, now he in a box
With the same chain and watch that never came off him
It's a shame what it cost him
Where he come from it ain't nothin', it's a everyday thing
That's a problem, it's chambers revolvin', 
Bustin' like Russian roulette, with a full set, they change what the odds is
Flames in the mosque, and people held hostage
Everyday I struggle, try to get up out the mosh-pit
Homicide for profit, tell me how we not sick?
This shit is out of control, they can't stop it

[Hook: Questlove]
It's the love in your heart
Or the pain in your mind
No one cares what the truth is
'Cause the fortune's built on lies
It's the love