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    Talib Kweli:

    Yeah Hi Tek...

    Whom do we aspire to reflect on peoples death
    Who's entertainment shall we sing our agony
    of our hopes
    That the destroyers aspiring to extinguish us will suddenly
    suffer remorse at the sight of their own fantastic success?

    The last imbecile to dream that dream is dead
    He was killed by the saviors of his own dream
    Our movement

    Talib Kweli-Verse 1

    Im not a human being into no spirtual shit,
    a Spiritual being manifested as a human that's it
    When I spit I spray thoughts that's representing my life
    Yo I step into the spot leave niggas open like mics
    Take on em on a tour
    Explore psychologies of war
    Things you can't imagine if you've never seen em before
    Shorties come back raw
    Straight out the c- 74
    I welcome them back to the world they think is run by laws
    The world is run by men who use laws for tools
    I come thru war tactics like Shaka Zulu
    Mcs is soft like play-doh
    I shape 'em
    smash em to pieces
    volunteer Slaves crave the words i'm painting
    The masterpieces
    You hear em on the radio babbling
    But the truth is traveling with the word
    As they're flying through the air like a javelin
    Unraveling like a verdict
    Pound it in your chest like a gavel in the highest court
    In Bablyon, let's travel on
    If the world is foul, and you think foul is how you got to live
    Then from the get your ass was foul
    And foul just is how you is
    No excuses see, life's dilemas are set up like a mirror
    Just to show you all your faces
    Now your clearer understanding is clearer
    You had your chance for revolution
    You let it pass you by
    That's why I'm dissing wack mc's till the day that I die
    Reflection getting you high
    We stand our ground with the believers
    The leaning tower of Pisa and the Pyramids of Giza
    No comparison
    The way I flip it is embarassing
    Tis the season
    Ain't no caroling

    verse 2
    All knowing
    Flowing like spring water in the desert
    Balling through the barren land
    Where niggas take a stand, like castles made of sand
    Free falling
    For anything
    Nothing but a plan to fail for they selves
    No sense of delf, needed daily affirmations of self help
    Yo it's right in front of yo grill stop looking everywhere else
    Speaking of planning,
    Hustling and scheming
    Looking for hookups
    Took up too much time
    Like a fiend for rocks that got cooked up
    God bless the child that got his own shit
    I got my team's
    So the fiends now become opponents
    They the opposition
    Stronger from competition
    Shining like a golden shower, your face i'm pissing in
    Completing a genocide mission like
    The Warren commission
    Like fathers was supposed to be missing
    While our sisters were supposed to be whoring
    Save it for a rainy day, money is pouring
    Under grey clouds, black butterflys still be soaring
    Flying in frienldy skies
    We classifying the highs
    Blood be flowing in the streets like crimson tide in my eyes
    Tye be having me drowsy
    But I get mellow with the chronic
    Intellectuals embarrased cause we discussing ebonics
    I'm on a roll like sonic
    In an age that the plague got bubonic proportions
    Yo I call it reparations, but they call it extortion
    Whatever
    Just give me mine
    But caution
    You've been warned for the very last time
    I'm not telling you again
    So relay it to your crew
    You gotta actually to do
    Forget the drive in, driveby and drive through
    You've got to
    Get out the car
    Humble yourself
    Tilt your head back, and look at the stars
    Shining over someplace very far, from where you standing
    When the night is clear
    You understanding just who put them there
    What you know about the space you get lost in
    Your peoples can't hear you in the distortion
    The desert is absorption
    And you sucked and you stuck off american freezing for like
    2000 seasons
    Upon your return from raping and crossbreeding
    Your own people accuse you of deceiving and misleading
    Causing mass confusion. Drug abusing
    Now you all caught up in institutions
    At this time you've got to break it down and be showing and proving
    An A&R told me that i use to many catch phrases
    true I'm trying to catch all my people in all different stages all
    different phases


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