Our Father - Saul Williams

I just want to talk about a good father, now coming

from me If you where to personally

look at my life, you would ask the

question what do you know about a good father?

And that would be a fair question, because one of

the statements I have written on my notes

here today is that men need examples and

that’s not holy men, all of us are helped by examples.

But it does seem that as men we feel better when

other men show us that they are man

enough to do whatever it is that we have

hesitancy in doing, whether it is cook, sew,

babysit, or to shout, clap our hands, cry.

We sometimes can’t do it until we

see other men who have lost themselves

in the praise of God and in life.

So it would certainly be a fair question, on this

Father’s Day to ask, what do you know about a good father.

Now when I say father I am speaking of one who

is the guardian or biological male in your life.

Who takes you out with them, who teaches

you and gives you the instructions to follow.

Proverbs talks about the son or daughter following

the instructions of the father, well, certainly there is no

equivocation about that, that’s

wonderful, howe’er, in order to follow one’s instructions

they most know what they’re doing.

We ask sociologically why are there so

many messed up families, what’s the problem?

Well, in most of those cases, those children

have no or little example to follow.

There are exceptions but in most of those cases

they have little or no example to follow.

A good father is more than one who

provides shelter, food and body coverings.

Now I pray that those fathers who are

here and those mothers who had to

be fathers also and everyone once in a while we find

some fathers who had to be mothers also:

Saul:

Our father which art in St. Francis hospital for hypertension.

Our father which art in jumpsuits and prisons, federal detention.

Our father which art in dark bars and alleys, lethal injection.

Our father which art in denial and delusion.

This cannot happen again.

Hallowed be thy.

State your name for the record.

Hallowed be thy.

State your name for the record.

Hallowed be thy.

State your name for the record.

Hallowed be thy.

State your name for the record.

Hallowed be thy.

State your name for the record.

Hallowed be thy.

State your name for the record.

Solstice (relion?)

Dear Goddess we made this break beat just for you

as an offering, can you hear us now.

Dear Goddess we made this break beat just for you

as an offering, can you hear us now.

Dear Goddess we made this break beat just for you

as an offering, can you feel us now.

Dear Goddess we made this break beat just for you

as an offering, can you heal us now.

When I was young I cried when I found out I couldn’t have children

soon after I started rhyming no one was nicer than me

I mean it upstate New York

I learned to beat box in my tree house

sounded good out there

would you rather hear about guns and fear

or broken glass in the tenement

should I rob to make you fear me now.

Dear Goddess can you hear me now clear the

way and prepare me now dear Goddess can you hear me now.

Dear Goddess we made this break beat just for you

as an offering, can you hear us now.

Dear Goddess we made this break beat just for you

as an offering, can you heal us now.

I’m suppose to be less of an MC

'cause I never sold a key.

I sold my homework but

y’all niggas were too busy hustling to do

the down work now you can only rhyme about

how you’re stealing chrome work or your cell phone jerk

change your topic, damn I’m suppose to be praying

I got to stop it.

Dear Goddess we made this break beat just for you

as an offering, can you hear us now.

Dear Goddess we made this break beat just for you

as an offering, can you hear us now.

Dear Goddess we made this break beat just for you

as an offering.

an offering.