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Yeah as a kid growin' up in Brooklyn
My pops was a DJ he had a bunch of records
Funk jazz rhythm and blues soul you know what I'm sayin'
There was this one gospel record I liked like like
Like holy moly I might get some religion and leave you holy holy
Yeah this rhyme is so fat it's roly poly
I give you intimate details so you can get to know me
These corporate rappers like "Why this dude pickin' on me "
You rap your way to the top but now it's gettin' lonely
Kids is hungry and you lookin' like a steak from Nick & Tony's
But don't nobody want your jewels 'cause your sh*t is phony
Say word Your sh*t is real Damn your sh*t is corny
Rhymes turn a new page like Mark Foley
And touch kids like when Larry Clark gave the part to Chloe
Rest in peace to Harold Hunter the greatest from New York
Started out skatin' for Zoo York word
Hangin' out at The Gavin I was very lucky
To talk to Rash' once I got past Derek Dudley
Got him on respiration that's pre-Badu
Bet you Garnett Reid got a Matt Doo tattoo
Sometimes I feel like I'm drownin' I gotta tread water
Head above the water I always remember headquarters
Heads up eyes open I got my mind focused
I find hope inside a line my rhymes define opus
Sometimes hopeless people fill my thoughts with evil
My record so hard it broke the needle
At the Mixtape Awards niggaz act like they don't give a f**k though
And disrespect the legacy of Justo
What the blood claat No let the blood flow
You ain't come to pay your respect then what you come fo'
Too many good niggaz die it's like a stop loss
Hood niggaz ghetto like fried wings and hot sauce
How you hard The cops lettin' 50 shots off
Baby Jay-Z's with the knockoff Scott Storch beat
You are not Short you are not Katt
You're not a player or a pimp money stop that
Learn to master your speech and be eloquent
Rappers keep peddlin' sweets the beats weaker than gelatin
We used to kick up dust now we settlin'
Rest in peace to Dilla Weldon we can't forget you
Professor X and Proof we miss you word
Rest in peace to Shaka 21 gun salute
In the air like blak blak blak
You're still here 'cause you're livin' through me
You're like a gift God has given to me what
- 1 Talib Kweli
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[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com[00:01.37]Yeah as a kid growin' up in Brooklyn
[00:03.39]My pops was a DJ he had a bunch of records
[00:05.88]Funk jazz rhythm and blues soul you know what I'm sayin'
[00:09.93]There was this one gospel record I liked like like
[00:12.02]Like holy moly I might get some religion and leave you holy holy
[00:16.61]Yeah this rhyme is so fat it's roly poly
[00:19.16]I give you intimate details so you can get to know me
[00:21.74]These corporate rappers like "Why this dude pickin' on me "
[00:24.28]You rap your way to the top but now it's gettin' lonely
[00:26.99]Kids is hungry and you lookin' like a steak from Nick & Tony's
[00:29.53]But don't nobody want your jewels 'cause your sh*t is phony
[00:32.25]Say word Your sh*t is real Damn your sh*t is corny
[00:35.64]Rhymes turn a new page like Mark Foley
[00:37.36]And touch kids like when Larry Clark gave the part to Chloe
[00:40.15]Rest in peace to Harold Hunter the greatest from New York
[00:43.18]Started out skatin' for Zoo York word
[00:45.27]Hangin' out at The Gavin I was very lucky
[00:47.81]To talk to Rash' once I got past Derek Dudley
[00:50.51]Got him on respiration that's pre-Badu
[00:52.94]Bet you Garnett Reid got a Matt Doo tattoo
[00:55.70]Sometimes I feel like I'm drownin' I gotta tread water
[00:58.51]Head above the water I always remember headquarters
[01:00.84]Heads up eyes open I got my mind focused
[01:03.63]I find hope inside a line my rhymes define opus
[01:06.25]Sometimes hopeless people fill my thoughts with evil
[01:08.88]My record so hard it broke the needle
[01:10.99]At the Mixtape Awards niggaz act like they don't give a f**k though
[01:14.87]And disrespect the legacy of Justo
[01:16.84]What the blood claat No let the blood flow
[01:19.22]You ain't come to pay your respect then what you come fo'
[01:22.00]Too many good niggaz die it's like a stop loss
[01:24.50]Hood niggaz ghetto like fried wings and hot sauce
[01:27.31]How you hard The cops lettin' 50 shots off
[01:29.86]Baby Jay-Z's with the knockoff Scott Storch beat
[01:32.44]You are not Short you are not Katt
[01:35.15]You're not a player or a pimp money stop that
[01:37.74]Learn to master your speech and be eloquent
[01:40.18]Rappers keep peddlin' sweets the beats weaker than gelatin
[01:43.36]We used to kick up dust now we settlin'
[01:45.69]Rest in peace to Dilla Weldon we can't forget you
[01:48.32]Professor X and Proof we miss you word
[01:51.07]Rest in peace to Shaka 21 gun salute
[01:53.69]In the air like blak blak blak
[01:56.06]You're still here 'cause you're livin' through me
[01:58.57]You're like a gift God has given to me what
