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[Talib]
Movinâ at the speed of a solution
Bleeding in the streets as youâre breathing the pollution
Theyâre saying that we need a revolution
But their passion is reduced to all-caps on a computer
Hey! Every sixteen I make a sick scene
Blood splattered all on you shirt like a missed scheme
Yâall niggas trippinâ like mescaline and mixed greens
My flow cleaner than the Sistine, pristine
You goinâ green like Al Gore with âem
I make algorithms that got Malcolm in âem
Godâs favorite, Iâm sick as a doctorâs patient
We live in a cold world, my job is to rock nations
My occupation? Elation, a celebration of rebels
Raise the levels and the decibels flagrant
Itâs too amazing how we be blazing, son
Our flowers is the loudest, they crowd around us
But cower in the shadows of the towers, boy
[Hook]
Take a tour with it, bake the raw
Where the beatâs so savage
That itâs knuckles gonâ scrape to floor
Make a call, all the rocket ships taking off
Jah/Wu/gun music playinâ when we facing off
[Busta]
Yo, I plaster the nation, causing evacuation
My manifestation got âem patient from how I keeps it amazing
See, Iâm the reason niggas need some training
While Iâm inflicting the pain and making it suitable for any occasion
Iâm very engaging soon as I awaken
Quickly back you up and bag your bitch
Sheâs reminding me of Sanaa Lathan
Rely on the hating while Iâm smiling and waiting
Thatâs when I embrace âem
If you try to front, youâll be highly mistaken
The mightiest making of a classic, alrighty, Iâll face it
My psyche is ancient and Iâm hiring, so try me, Iâm patient
Sorry, Iâm lying, face it, Iâm back for the taking
Iâm urgently giving niggas the courtesy of smashing their face in
(Damn, can you cut his mic off?!)
See how we got âem bugginâ
âCause they canât believe what we have in the making
Shit so historic, got me goinâ for it while I bang the nation
And do niggas greasier than a slab of baconâ¦
[Hook]
[Talib]
These rap niggas is bitches, nothing but suckers to me
Sacrifice myself for the music and let them suffer through me
Your weak product is nothing to me
I only feel effects when I fuck with Louis
Yep, I get buck in the studio like Iâm Evil Dee
Pulling strings like the Muppet movie
Shining my light like Mos calling his mother Umi
Whoâs the hottest regardless of whoâs flaming?
We ainât talkinâ âbout the best until you mention my name
Whoâre you kidding? The truest spitting
Iâll break you like a mirror so itâs clearer
That we donât believe in superstition
These new additions need supervision
Thinking that they can spit it in the booth like me
What are you stupid? Listen
Iâve been official, itâs been official, Iâm too consistent
I make a claim âcause Iâm too official for euphemisms
Staying in the cut like a new incision
Iâll put you on your ass like True Religion
So give it up for the truest living
[Hook]
- Álbum:
- Train Of Thought Lost Lyrics, Rare Releases & Beautiful...
- Lost Lyrics, Rare Releases and Beautiful B-Sides, Vol.1
- Fuck The Money
- Javotti Media Presents: The Cathedral
- Prisoner of Conscious
- Gravitas
- Ear Drum
- Gutter Rainbows
- Beautiful (Single)
- Right About Now: The Official Sucka Free Mix CD
- The Beautiful Struggle
- Miscellaneous
- Cold Rain (Single)
- Talib Kweli & Hi-Tek: Train Of Thought
- Quality (Explicit Version)
- Boom Bap Hip Hop: Classic Underground Hip-Hop
- The Best of Brooklyn Underground Hip Hop
- Gutter Rainbows Deluxe
- Cold Rain
- ...Featuring