Talib Kweli and Hi-Tek (Reflection Eternal) lyrics
Talib Kweli and Hi-Tek (Reflection Eternal) lyrics
"Too Late Lyrics"
I Run Rap Lyrics
[dr. dooom] Yeah Number one mc in the world, a.k.a. dr. dooom Straight out of solitary I got the block locked down Transfer me to conquer in the pelican bay You don't wanna step in my cell I eat your ass for real Even veterans go out w
[dr. dooom] Yeah Number one mc in the world, a.k.a. dr. dooom Straight out of solitary I got the block locked down Transfer me to conquer in the pelican bay You don't wanna step in my cell I eat your ass for real Even veterans go out w
Yo, when the bass thump, the place jump
Like it's way crunk, yeah,
Fake punks get they face lumped
Sent to the most high, by the most fit
You gotta do, fuck that almost shit
The fam is close knit
You diggin', know the clock don't stop tickin'
Glocks still spittin', the whole block politickin'
Lik epresidents with they minds dead on arrival
Leaving no evidence of a struggle for survival
Songs relevant to the times like the psalms read in th
The Shadow Of Love Lyrics
Don't be afraid to stand in the shadow of love The hour is late and you know that time waits for no-one See the glow of the soul in her face Then you know that you're caught in the shadow of love A brief embrace and fear and restraint have all go
e BibleDon't be afraid to stand in the shadow of love The hour is late and you know that time waits for no-one See the glow of the soul in her face Then you know that you're caught in the shadow of love A brief embrace and fear and restraint have all go
Stepping to this leaves thoughts in your head 'it's suicidal'
It's the T to the A-L-I-B the deep rooter
Rolling with my wanna battle cats who chief buddha
And see through the overspecialized, underpressurized
No lie texturized, emcees who got the masses mesmerized
with empty rhetoric, they better quit
Niggas so hollow that they echo like sentiments
Nowadays rap artists coming half-hearted
Commercial like pop, or underground like black marke
Maim Rape Kill Rape Lyrics
White-collared killer Pray by day - fuck the dead by night Preach the book - brainwash the sheep Kills as he shrieks with delight A tendency for the younger ones Little boys so unaware Exploring orafices with unholy lust Alive then dead, the molesta
tsWhite-collared killer Pray by day - fuck the dead by night Preach the book - brainwash the sheep Kills as he shrieks with delight A tendency for the younger ones Little boys so unaware Exploring orafices with unholy lust Alive then dead, the molesta
Where were you the day hip-hop died?
Is it too early to mourn? Is it too late to ride? (6x)
Kwa is chillin', Tone is chillin'
What more can I say, we stay building
And make killings
Take children through the wilderness, by the hand
It's a great feeling, show 'em how to be a man
Exactly, pack trees in my khakis
My sound fat like a Neve while you thin like a Mackey
C'mon, shine so bright when I walk by
You got ta squint like the motherfucking sun in your eye
What! Say somethin, you stay frontin
It ain't nothing, let off like I'm big game hunting
Me and Tek stay way blunted
Wave running on beaches with white sand
With a slight tan
Smack the mic stand with my right hand
When I'm excited
Leave you so far in the dust that you forced to bite it
On fire like property lost to riots
Yo, ain't no stopping us when we all united
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