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teef's theme - talib kweli lyrics

[talib kweli]
i smoke the light bud watchin’ fight club ’til i’m charged
like a suicide bomber off the words of bin laden
my block got dark and mysterious movements
i make the rebel music that the murderous move with
thief’s theme, divine style like the steam team
my rhyme style got me flossin’ like my t–th clean
i drop the kind of gem that make your mama eyes water
this destiny like nas’ daughter
unfortunately, you met the predator that’s stalking that’s me
i do it travis bickle style like “you talkin’ to me?”
walkin’ with me you see the hand of god to force an mc
put it down so hard respect is like a boss in the street
workin’ so hard that i talk in my sleep
brain still goin’ still flowin’
watch the lyrics spill i fill with ill poems
you ’bout to do it big we do it way bigger
razor blade spitter
in the hood let my n-gga jae get ya

[j hood]
in the belly of the beast came a rebel named joshua
that always had intentions of blowin’ and being popular
know when cops get buck, chumps get shook down
with extra large sh-lls now there go your critical breakdown
contemplatin’ on chips and your ice
but i hear pops saying “you gotta do something positive with your life”
i ain’t your typical thug
leave you drippin’ in blood
from a long clip and a slug
hollow tips in your mug
peddlin’ drugs, i’ve been immune to the drama
expressin’ my persona
always raisin’ up the scama
i’m [?] with four strikes against me
i’m the best ya’ll dudes suck you still gotta convince me
peep your boy drop knowledge
i ain’t never went to college
but i can teach how to get verbally demolished
my flow polished with greatness
my flow wear glow my hooptie got a lean
and my bars done mean
my and talib will show you how to spit it
anybody could get it
spectators, broads and critics
don’t be a statistic
of the murder rate
run up on ya, dim all lights, park and clap at your vertibrae

[planet asia]
in the hood we them new gangsters
garage scientist gang
mind walkin’ with a treacherous aim
my strain potent
alchemy outspoken
out in the open
spittin’ flame will have my mouth smokin’
powerful parts of osmosis
g-sses, liquids, solids, ashes
transm-te and my life flashes across
free from disguise of falseness
but still i floss
never see me rockin’ crosses
with black heaters we rack cheetahs
wrap cheeba
black leaders all gathered ’round the black jesus
it’s gospel when i write it down rain hail snow
earthquakes puts the faith back in my apostles
revolutionary gangstas techs squeeze murder beef
k-i-n-g medallions
most wanted come close to (speak)
cowboys clappin’ who carry no holster
don’t approach us
cause that’s when ya ending starts
heard the truth was power without a fight might bend ya heart
cause when the truth hurts — that’s when the cleansing starts
once knowledge is born i hit ten men with darts
when the end is marked, i just settle the plot
and when i score i’ma make sure i’m never forgot
to every block, hood, ghetto and park
i spit it sharp
for the villains still running from narcs

- talib kweli lyrics

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