Song | Definition |
Artist | Skyence |
Album | The Moon Comes Closer |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwd, lawd have mercy | |
All nice and peace and true, follow me now, we say | |
Say hi-tek yes you're ruling hip-hop | |
Say j. rawls yes you're ruling hip-hop | |
Redefinition say you're ruling hip-hop | |
Say black star come to rock it non... | |
Yo, from the first to the last of it, delivery is passionate | |
The whole and not the half of it, vocab and not the math of it | |
Projectile that them blasted with, accurate assassin shit | |
Me and kweli close like, bethlehem and nazareth | |
After this you be pressing rewind on top your master disk | |
Shining like an asterisk for all those that be gatherin | |
Connectin like a roundhouse from the townhouse to the tenaments | |
Cause all my brooklyn residents, ? heavy regiments | |
Don't believe, here the evidence, where brooklyn whaaaaaaaoohhhh | |
See that? bound to take it all kid, believe that | |
From where they sellin tree at, to where the police be at | |
Talib kweli e-kweli-ty yo tell them where we be at | |
[talib kweli] | |
Brooklyn new york city where they paint murals of biggie | |
In cash we trust cause it's ghetto fabulous, life look pretty | |
What a pity -- blunts is still fifty cents, it's intense | |
Tree scents is dominant can't be covered with incense | |
My presence felt my name is kweli from the eternal reflection | |
People thinkin mc is short hand for mis conception | |
Let me meditate, set it straight, came to the conclusion | |
That most of these cats is featherweight, let me demonstrate | |
Walkin the streets is like battlin, be careful with your body | |
You must know karate or think your soul is bulletproof like sade | |
Stop actin like a bitch already, be a visionary | |
And maybe you can see your name in the column of obituary | |
Third rate teacher readin and talkin about, | |
"i knew he'd amount to nothin" | |
Neighbors like, "he was the quiet type, | |
Who'd have thought they was frontin?" | |
Talkin +loud+ like you in rca, get carted away | |
With body parts and treys, what a way to start your day | |
Yo it's like | |
Chorus: mos def and talib kweli | |
One two three | |
Mos def and talib kweli | |
We came to rock it on to the tip-top | |
Best alliance in hip-hop, wyahhhhh | |
I said one two three | |
It's kind of dangerous to be a emcee | |
They shot tupac and biggie | |
Too much violence in hip-hop, wyahhhhh | |
[mos def] | |
I said manhattan keep on makin it (bo!), brooklyn keep on takin it (bo!) | |
So relax we're takin it back, redhook where we're livin at | |
Plenty cats be strugglin not hustlin and bubblin | |
It ain't about production and -- what else we discussin? | |
When the cock crows, my crop grows, enable me to rock flows | |
Strivin for perfection ever since i was a snot-nosed | |
Colossal, true original b-boy apostle | |
Standin on the rooftop with the, zulu gestapo | |
[talib kweli] | |
You think you the shit | |
Somebody in the wings'll force you to quit | |
It could be your crew or click | |
Or some random kid you smoked buddha with | |
Consider me the entity within the industry without a history | |
Of spittin the epitome, of stupidity -- livin my life | |
Expressin my liberty, it gotta be done properly | |
My name is in the middle of e-kweli-ty | |
People follow me and other cats they hear him flow | |
And assume i'm the real one with lyrics like i'm cyrano | |
[mos def] | |
Still sippin wishin well water, imported, from pluto | |
Three hundred and sixty milliliters for all our believers | |
In miles or kilometers, most cats, cannot proceed us | |
In the jungle with the leaders we the lions you the +cheaters+ | |
A cypher, will complete us if we come through your receivers | |
You can play us and repeat us and then take us home and read us | |
(line for line) good jesus, mos def and kweli just | |
Make a pussy freeze up, thinkin we will ease up | |
Chorus |
Lawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwd, lawd have mercy | |
All nice and peace and true, follow me now, we say | |
Say hitek yes you' re ruling hiphop | |
Say j. rawls yes you' re ruling hiphop | |
Redefinition say you' re ruling hiphop | |
Say black star come to rock it non... | |
Yo, from the first to the last of it, delivery is passionate | |
The whole and not the half of it, vocab and not the math of it | |
Projectile that them blasted with, accurate assassin shit | |
Me and kweli close like, bethlehem and nazareth | |
After this you be pressing rewind on top your master disk | |
Shining like an asterisk for all those that be gatherin | |
Connectin like a roundhouse from the townhouse to the tenaments | |
Cause all my brooklyn residents, ? heavy regiments | |
Don' t believe, here the evidence, where brooklyn whaaaaaaaoohhhh | |
See that? bound to take it all kid, believe that | |
From where they sellin tree at, to where the police be at | |
Talib kweli ekwelity yo tell them where we be at | |
talib kweli | |
Brooklyn new york city where they paint murals of biggie | |
In cash we trust cause it' s ghetto fabulous, life look pretty | |
What a pity blunts is still fifty cents, it' s intense | |
Tree scents is dominant can' t be covered with incense | |
My presence felt my name is kweli from the eternal reflection | |
People thinkin mc is short hand for mis conception | |
Let me meditate, set it straight, came to the conclusion | |
That most of these cats is featherweight, let me demonstrate | |
Walkin the streets is like battlin, be careful with your body | |
You must know karate or think your soul is bulletproof like sade | |
Stop actin like a bitch already, be a visionary | |
And maybe you can see your name in the column of obituary | |
Third rate teacher readin and talkin about, | |
" i knew he' d amount to nothin" | |
Neighbors like, " he was the quiet type, | |
Who' d have thought they was frontin?" | |
Talkin loud like you in rca, get carted away | |
With body parts and treys, what a way to start your day | |
Yo it' s like | |
Chorus: mos def and talib kweli | |
One two three | |
Mos def and talib kweli | |
We came to rock it on to the tiptop | |
Best alliance in hiphop, wyahhhhh | |
I said one two three | |
It' s kind of dangerous to be a emcee | |
They shot tupac and biggie | |
Too much violence in hiphop, wyahhhhh | |
mos def | |
I said manhattan keep on makin it bo!, brooklyn keep on takin it bo! | |
So relax we' re takin it back, redhook where we' re livin at | |
Plenty cats be strugglin not hustlin and bubblin | |
It ain' t about production and what else we discussin? | |
When the cock crows, my crop grows, enable me to rock flows | |
Strivin for perfection ever since i was a snotnosed | |
Colossal, true original bboy apostle | |
Standin on the rooftop with the, zulu gestapo | |
talib kweli | |
You think you the shit | |
Somebody in the wings' ll force you to quit | |
It could be your crew or click | |
Or some random kid you smoked buddha with | |
Consider me the entity within the industry without a history | |
Of spittin the epitome, of stupidity livin my life | |
Expressin my liberty, it gotta be done properly | |
My name is in the middle of ekwelity | |
People follow me and other cats they hear him flow | |
And assume i' m the real one with lyrics like i' m cyrano | |
mos def | |
Still sippin wishin well water, imported, from pluto | |
Three hundred and sixty milliliters for all our believers | |
In miles or kilometers, most cats, cannot proceed us | |
In the jungle with the leaders we the lions you the cheaters | |
A cypher, will complete us if we come through your receivers | |
You can play us and repeat us and then take us home and read us | |
line for line good jesus, mos def and kweli just | |
Make a pussy freeze up, thinkin we will ease up | |
Chorus |
Lawwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwd, lawd have mercy | |
All nice and peace and true, follow me now, we say | |
Say hitek yes you' re ruling hiphop | |
Say j. rawls yes you' re ruling hiphop | |
Redefinition say you' re ruling hiphop | |
Say black star come to rock it non... | |
Yo, from the first to the last of it, delivery is passionate | |
The whole and not the half of it, vocab and not the math of it | |
Projectile that them blasted with, accurate assassin shit | |
Me and kweli close like, bethlehem and nazareth | |
After this you be pressing rewind on top your master disk | |
Shining like an asterisk for all those that be gatherin | |
Connectin like a roundhouse from the townhouse to the tenaments | |
Cause all my brooklyn residents, ? heavy regiments | |
Don' t believe, here the evidence, where brooklyn whaaaaaaaoohhhh | |
See that? bound to take it all kid, believe that | |
From where they sellin tree at, to where the police be at | |
Talib kweli ekwelity yo tell them where we be at | |
talib kweli | |
Brooklyn new york city where they paint murals of biggie | |
In cash we trust cause it' s ghetto fabulous, life look pretty | |
What a pity blunts is still fifty cents, it' s intense | |
Tree scents is dominant can' t be covered with incense | |
My presence felt my name is kweli from the eternal reflection | |
People thinkin mc is short hand for mis conception | |
Let me meditate, set it straight, came to the conclusion | |
That most of these cats is featherweight, let me demonstrate | |
Walkin the streets is like battlin, be careful with your body | |
You must know karate or think your soul is bulletproof like sade | |
Stop actin like a bitch already, be a visionary | |
And maybe you can see your name in the column of obituary | |
Third rate teacher readin and talkin about, | |
" i knew he' d amount to nothin" | |
Neighbors like, " he was the quiet type, | |
Who' d have thought they was frontin?" | |
Talkin loud like you in rca, get carted away | |
With body parts and treys, what a way to start your day | |
Yo it' s like | |
Chorus: mos def and talib kweli | |
One two three | |
Mos def and talib kweli | |
We came to rock it on to the tiptop | |
Best alliance in hiphop, wyahhhhh | |
I said one two three | |
It' s kind of dangerous to be a emcee | |
They shot tupac and biggie | |
Too much violence in hiphop, wyahhhhh | |
mos def | |
I said manhattan keep on makin it bo!, brooklyn keep on takin it bo! | |
So relax we' re takin it back, redhook where we' re livin at | |
Plenty cats be strugglin not hustlin and bubblin | |
It ain' t about production and what else we discussin? | |
When the cock crows, my crop grows, enable me to rock flows | |
Strivin for perfection ever since i was a snotnosed | |
Colossal, true original bboy apostle | |
Standin on the rooftop with the, zulu gestapo | |
talib kweli | |
You think you the shit | |
Somebody in the wings' ll force you to quit | |
It could be your crew or click | |
Or some random kid you smoked buddha with | |
Consider me the entity within the industry without a history | |
Of spittin the epitome, of stupidity livin my life | |
Expressin my liberty, it gotta be done properly | |
My name is in the middle of ekwelity | |
People follow me and other cats they hear him flow | |
And assume i' m the real one with lyrics like i' m cyrano | |
mos def | |
Still sippin wishin well water, imported, from pluto | |
Three hundred and sixty milliliters for all our believers | |
In miles or kilometers, most cats, cannot proceed us | |
In the jungle with the leaders we the lions you the cheaters | |
A cypher, will complete us if we come through your receivers | |
You can play us and repeat us and then take us home and read us | |
line for line good jesus, mos def and kweli just | |
Make a pussy freeze up, thinkin we will ease up | |
Chorus |