The Beautiful Struggle
Talib Kweli lyrics
Talib Kweli lyrics
"A Game Lyrics"
Hunengrab Im Herbst Lyrics
Wertensuche Fahrtensuche Gefahrtensuche Auf den verborgenen Pfaden der Ahnen Wohin fuhrt er uns? Seine Abzweigungen? Wo endet dieser Fluss ohne Ufer, ein uferloser Fluss? Schau in den Spiegel und blicke hinter diese blosse Projection! Finde die ewigen Werte und entdecke ihren Kreislauf! Folgt dieser fur Euch hinterlassenen, fast v
Wertensuche Fahrtensuche Gefahrtensuche Auf den verborgenen Pfaden der Ahnen Wohin fuhrt er uns? Seine Abzweigungen? Wo endet dieser Fluss ohne Ufer, ein uferloser Fluss? Schau in den Spiegel und blicke hinter diese blosse Projection! Finde die ewigen Werte und entdecke ihren Kreislauf! Folgt dieser fur Euch hinterlassenen, fast v
[Intro - Talib Kweli]
7-18 stand up (c'mon) Talib Kweli, BK MC
Turn it up (yeah)
We 'bout to drop it low
Baby I got the flow (yeah) to work your abdominal (I'm goin in)
It's the lava flow (yeah) strictly A game
Rock it fast, rock it slow (whoa)
You got to rock it fast, rock it slow (whoa, whoa)
Rock it fast, rock it slow (c'mon, yeah)
You gon' rock it fast, rock it slow (whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah!)
[Talib Kweli]
Black rock and roll, black hotter flow
At the end of the black brick road, lets get it goin yo
Geffen don't fuck the shit up, ship it gold
So I could sell like the whole Jigga back catalo'
Matta fact I'm tryin to sell out, concerts and merch' fam
Always get the
Hello Operator Lyrics
Hello operator can you give me number nine? can i see you later? will you give me back my dime? turn the oscillator twist it with a dollar bill mail man bring the paper leave it on my window sill Find a canary a bird to bring my message home carry my obituary my coffin doesnt have a phone
story straight accounts first hand (yeah)Hello operator can you give me number nine? can i see you later? will you give me back my dime? turn the oscillator twist it with a dollar bill mail man bring the paper leave it on my window sill Find a canary a bird to bring my message home carry my obituary my coffin doesnt have a phone
That nigga, the crack spitter, the black fitted low
Give you that bit of information so
You could know what you see when it's your time to go
The diamond flow cut glass, crack binary code
You're kinda slow, you need a new career (yeah)
You're kinda old, you need to hang the mic up on the wall like a souvenir
Don't blame the mangers, "Be All You Can Be"
Join the Army like Canibus, niggaz avoidin me
like the draft and run to Canada, flash like a camera
That's when his girl asked me to dance with her - so we gon'
[Chorus]
(Hop to the beat and then stop) Yeah, drop it low
Baby I got the flow to work your abdominal
(Ladies I know I get hot) Like lava f
Less than Zero Lyrics
Negative, negative seems to multiply. Confidence, confidence seems to run and hide. Can't you see, can't you see this is just a waste, Waste of time, waste of love, waste of fucking space? Don't you see how I deal with insecurity? So much more inside that you'll never see. Hope to God
owNegative, negative seems to multiply. Confidence, confidence seems to run and hide. Can't you see, can't you see this is just a waste, Waste of time, waste of love, waste of fucking space? Don't you see how I deal with insecurity? So much more inside that you'll never see. Hope to God
Strictly the A game, rock it fast, rock it slow
(Hop to the beat and then stop) Yeah, drop it low
Baby I got the flow to work your abdominal
(Ladies I know I get hot) Like lava flow
Strictly the A game, drop it fast
[Talib Kweli]
That's how we do it all the way live..
I put it down so hard that I developed a rep (c'mon)
From the punchlines to cave in your delicate chest
The fella can test, let's see how jealousy get
I smell the fear in the air and I could tell he was pet'
Kweli - look in my eyes and you could tell I'm a threat
I wet my throat and get bent like a pelican's neck
I make a gentleman's bet with my ghetto connect
And got a .9 in my mind you can't metal detect
I
Chambers Of Blood Lyrics
Deathless sin Led to the place of atonement Repent through pain Slicing off proof of guilt Immortal lust Blood craving torturers revel Pain through penance You will plead for your scourge Burnt with iron Retinas scorched Eyes are blind Purge the mind Enter the chambers of blood Slave to the c
pull it out, put it to your head and shoot from the hipDeathless sin Led to the place of atonement Repent through pain Slicing off proof of guilt Immortal lust Blood craving torturers revel Pain through penance You will plead for your scourge Burnt with iron Retinas scorched Eyes are blind Purge the mind Enter the chambers of blood Slave to the c
I fired 13 shots and left 2 in the clip (yeah)
I spit the truth, that's it, I'm not confused one bit (c'mon)
I'm so New York City streets that I'm abusin your whip
Cruisin the strip, sunny day sky blue like a Crip (c'mon)
For the rush hour Enuff threw this in the mix
Quarter to six, Amadeus is producin the hits (oh, oh, oh)
To get a screw loose in your chick, son she losin her shit (whoa)
[Chorus]
[Interlude - 4x]
Check me out, yeah, yeah, yeah
Get your ass up on the dance floor
No we don't stop, when we in the dance off
Baby girl whatchu wanna get into?
I wanna get in too, bring your friends too
[Chorus]