| Song | Stand To The Side - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Talib Kweli |
| Artist | Novel |
| Artist | Vinia Mojica |
| Album | Quality |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Greene, Mojica, Stevenson ... | |
| Go right to left, left to right | |
| Middle passage connection | |
| Yeah, about to build | |
| Tell you which way to go | |
| We go right to left, left to right | |
| If you fight to the death, what's left to fight | |
| We go right to left, left to right | |
| If you fight to the death, what's left to fight | |
| We go right to left, left to right | |
| If you fight to the death, what's left to fight | |
| We go right to left, left to right | |
| If you fight to the death, yo, here we go | |
| I wanna write away, | |
| I wanna write here | |
| I wanna write brave words to fight fear, write dreams and nightmares | |
| Might scare the folks stuck in the day with nothin' to say | |
| While I'm way ahead by light years so beware and keep the lights on | |
| I wanna write the songs that right the wrong, right on | |
| Ridin' the light so you see in the dark | |
| So deep you gotta be still like your beatin' heart | |
| My words apply the pressure to make the bleedin' stop | |
| I see the art of livin' right, eatin' smart | |
| I wanna right to life, a right to death | |
| Police read your rights from right to left | |
| But I never write to remain silent, | |
| I fight through police line | |
| Cops walk the beat that | |
| I write to, | |
| I teach minds | |
| Write rhymes with the right sound | |
| Right now, journalists write up, | |
| I write down | |
| Party people put a hand in the sky | |
| Grab a cloud and squeeze 'til no man is dry | |
| Wet it up, go ask the people if they plannin' to die | |
| Can't stay to live, consumers is plannin' to buy | |
| Slow death operators is standin' by | |
| They take you order for the slaughter of the family, why? | |
| Do they make it so hard for a man to provide | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side, stand to the side | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side, stand to the side | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| And the story line goes on, right to left, who's right who's wrong | |
| **** the politics and pride, | |
| I just to try to stay alive | |
| To witness where the battle lines are drawn | |
| Speak my mind and | |
| I sing my song | |
| I'm passin' on the moral y'all, this is ain't play | |
| True, you got to know the way, it's hard now | |
| Open eyes, see for hopeful lives, sing it now | |
| Makin' my way through life, talkin' to elders and takin' advice | |
| Ignorin' their words and payin' the price | |
| Livin' in the world where false preachers got us prayin' to | |
| ChristGet with the young girls in the choir and layin' the pipe | |
| No control of our soul we all wait at the light | |
| So comfortable they we hatin' to fight to make it right | |
| Late at night | |
| I'm controlled by the | |
| DJ on the mic | |
| I love hiphop and every joint he playin' is tight | |
| A day in the life is a brick in the foundation, | |
| I'm likeA mason in | |
| Egypt, amazin' when | |
| I'm creatin' a site | |
| For the world to behold and the story to last | |
| So one day ghetto children can visit their glorious past | |
| After Pac and | |
| Notorious passed, what do we have? | |
| Niggas worth more when they dead, it's so sad | |
| Started with the slavery we finish the plan | |
| But I broke the cycle and became a man | |
| Party people put a hand in the sky | |
| Grab a cloud and squeeze 'till no man is dry | |
| Wet it up, go ask the people if they plannin' to die | |
| Can't stay to live, consumers is plannin' to buy | |
| Slow death operators is standin' by | |
| They take you order for the slaughter of the family, why? | |
| Do they make it so hard for a man to provide | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side, stand to the side | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side, stand to the side | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| Come onI got my man | |
| Savion in the house | |
| We about to put it down | |
| Here we go, come on | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side |
| zuo qu : Greene, Mojica, Stevenson ... | |
| Go right to left, left to right | |
| Middle passage connection | |
| Yeah, about to build | |
| Tell you which way to go | |
| We go right to left, left to right | |
| If you fight to the death, what' s left to fight | |
| We go right to left, left to right | |
| If you fight to the death, what' s left to fight | |
| We go right to left, left to right | |
| If you fight to the death, what' s left to fight | |
| We go right to left, left to right | |
| If you fight to the death, yo, here we go | |
| I wanna write away, | |
| I wanna write here | |
| I wanna write brave words to fight fear, write dreams and nightmares | |
| Might scare the folks stuck in the day with nothin' to say | |
| While I' m way ahead by light years so beware and keep the lights on | |
| I wanna write the songs that right the wrong, right on | |
| Ridin' the light so you see in the dark | |
| So deep you gotta be still like your beatin' heart | |
| My words apply the pressure to make the bleedin' stop | |
| I see the art of livin' right, eatin' smart | |
| I wanna right to life, a right to death | |
| Police read your rights from right to left | |
| But I never write to remain silent, | |
| I fight through police line | |
| Cops walk the beat that | |
| I write to, | |
| I teach minds | |
| Write rhymes with the right sound | |
| Right now, journalists write up, | |
| I write down | |
| Party people put a hand in the sky | |
| Grab a cloud and squeeze ' til no man is dry | |
| Wet it up, go ask the people if they plannin' to die | |
| Can' t stay to live, consumers is plannin' to buy | |
| Slow death operators is standin' by | |
| They take you order for the slaughter of the family, why? | |
| Do they make it so hard for a man to provide | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side, stand to the side | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side, stand to the side | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| And the story line goes on, right to left, who' s right who' s wrong | |
| the politics and pride, | |
| I just to try to stay alive | |
| To witness where the battle lines are drawn | |
| Speak my mind and | |
| I sing my song | |
| I' m passin' on the moral y' all, this is ain' t play | |
| True, you got to know the way, it' s hard now | |
| Open eyes, see for hopeful lives, sing it now | |
| Makin' my way through life, talkin' to elders and takin' advice | |
| Ignorin' their words and payin' the price | |
| Livin' in the world where false preachers got us prayin' to | |
| ChristGet with the young girls in the choir and layin' the pipe | |
| No control of our soul we all wait at the light | |
| So comfortable they we hatin' to fight to make it right | |
| Late at night | |
| I' m controlled by the | |
| DJ on the mic | |
| I love hiphop and every joint he playin' is tight | |
| A day in the life is a brick in the foundation, | |
| I' m likeA mason in | |
| Egypt, amazin' when | |
| I' m creatin' a site | |
| For the world to behold and the story to last | |
| So one day ghetto children can visit their glorious past | |
| After Pac and | |
| Notorious passed, what do we have? | |
| Niggas worth more when they dead, it' s so sad | |
| Started with the slavery we finish the plan | |
| But I broke the cycle and became a man | |
| Party people put a hand in the sky | |
| Grab a cloud and squeeze ' till no man is dry | |
| Wet it up, go ask the people if they plannin' to die | |
| Can' t stay to live, consumers is plannin' to buy | |
| Slow death operators is standin' by | |
| They take you order for the slaughter of the family, why? | |
| Do they make it so hard for a man to provide | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side, stand to the side | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side, stand to the side | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| Come onI got my man | |
| Savion in the house | |
| We about to put it down | |
| Here we go, come on | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side |
| zuò qǔ : Greene, Mojica, Stevenson ... | |
| Go right to left, left to right | |
| Middle passage connection | |
| Yeah, about to build | |
| Tell you which way to go | |
| We go right to left, left to right | |
| If you fight to the death, what' s left to fight | |
| We go right to left, left to right | |
| If you fight to the death, what' s left to fight | |
| We go right to left, left to right | |
| If you fight to the death, what' s left to fight | |
| We go right to left, left to right | |
| If you fight to the death, yo, here we go | |
| I wanna write away, | |
| I wanna write here | |
| I wanna write brave words to fight fear, write dreams and nightmares | |
| Might scare the folks stuck in the day with nothin' to say | |
| While I' m way ahead by light years so beware and keep the lights on | |
| I wanna write the songs that right the wrong, right on | |
| Ridin' the light so you see in the dark | |
| So deep you gotta be still like your beatin' heart | |
| My words apply the pressure to make the bleedin' stop | |
| I see the art of livin' right, eatin' smart | |
| I wanna right to life, a right to death | |
| Police read your rights from right to left | |
| But I never write to remain silent, | |
| I fight through police line | |
| Cops walk the beat that | |
| I write to, | |
| I teach minds | |
| Write rhymes with the right sound | |
| Right now, journalists write up, | |
| I write down | |
| Party people put a hand in the sky | |
| Grab a cloud and squeeze ' til no man is dry | |
| Wet it up, go ask the people if they plannin' to die | |
| Can' t stay to live, consumers is plannin' to buy | |
| Slow death operators is standin' by | |
| They take you order for the slaughter of the family, why? | |
| Do they make it so hard for a man to provide | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side, stand to the side | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side, stand to the side | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| And the story line goes on, right to left, who' s right who' s wrong | |
| the politics and pride, | |
| I just to try to stay alive | |
| To witness where the battle lines are drawn | |
| Speak my mind and | |
| I sing my song | |
| I' m passin' on the moral y' all, this is ain' t play | |
| True, you got to know the way, it' s hard now | |
| Open eyes, see for hopeful lives, sing it now | |
| Makin' my way through life, talkin' to elders and takin' advice | |
| Ignorin' their words and payin' the price | |
| Livin' in the world where false preachers got us prayin' to | |
| ChristGet with the young girls in the choir and layin' the pipe | |
| No control of our soul we all wait at the light | |
| So comfortable they we hatin' to fight to make it right | |
| Late at night | |
| I' m controlled by the | |
| DJ on the mic | |
| I love hiphop and every joint he playin' is tight | |
| A day in the life is a brick in the foundation, | |
| I' m likeA mason in | |
| Egypt, amazin' when | |
| I' m creatin' a site | |
| For the world to behold and the story to last | |
| So one day ghetto children can visit their glorious past | |
| After Pac and | |
| Notorious passed, what do we have? | |
| Niggas worth more when they dead, it' s so sad | |
| Started with the slavery we finish the plan | |
| But I broke the cycle and became a man | |
| Party people put a hand in the sky | |
| Grab a cloud and squeeze ' till no man is dry | |
| Wet it up, go ask the people if they plannin' to die | |
| Can' t stay to live, consumers is plannin' to buy | |
| Slow death operators is standin' by | |
| They take you order for the slaughter of the family, why? | |
| Do they make it so hard for a man to provide | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side, stand to the side | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side, stand to the side | |
| You better get wit it, or stand to the side | |
| Come onI got my man | |
| Savion in the house | |
| We about to put it down | |
| Here we go, come on | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side | |
| Stand to the side |