Talib Kweli

[fox69]

"Butterfly"
(feat. Steffanie Christi'an)

"Butterfly"
(feat. Steffanie Christi'an)



[Intro - Talib Kweli]
Yeah. You know. Make it work
Summer rain is like my ad-lips [?]
Right Chris?
(Sound like)
Extra precautions when they not needed
We do it like this like...

I'm still awake... in the middle of the night
Try to lay it down, try to close my eyes

[Verse 1 - Talib Kweli:]
At night I can't sleep
Cause my heart skip a beat
I can see it cause my heart on my sleeve
I can see the deceased
Tear into the flesh of the weak
Currency bear the mark of the beast
Never stand for the bull
Even when the market asleep
Anything I want is in arms reach
And the score is so sweet
But the consequence is that
I got to wear the mark of the thief
I am the man with one hand
Stranger in a foreign land
New identity cost a grand
It's the miracle worker
Serving up the offering
So make the disabled walk again
Got the melatonin, pouring in from the pineal gland
Like the blind man that saw again
Like el-Hajj Malik
Street cats fought for him
And they never ate pork again
Bear witness to the

[Hook:]
Power of transformation
That's the power of transformation
That's the power of transformation
That's the power of transformation
It's the power of transformation
It's the power of transformation
It's the power of transformation
It's the power of transformation
Make it clap like they're giving you a standing ovation
The adulation is such a powerful high
And as sour as my transportation
When I am heading for the clouds in the sky
Stay clean as the department of sanitation
Even though we from the gutter right
That's the power of transformation
Caterpillar to the butterfly
Caterpillar to the butterfly
Caterpillar to the butterfly
Caterpillar to the butterfly
Caterpillar to the butterfly
At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn [x3]
At night I can't sleep

[Verse 2 - Talib Kweli:]
At night I can't sleep
Cause my heart skip a beat
I can see it cause my heart on my sleeve
I can see the deceased
Tear into the flesh of the weak
Currency bear the mark of the beast
Never stand for the bull
Even when the market asleep
Anything I want is in arms reach
And the score is so sweet
But the consequence is that
I got to wear the mark of the thief
I am the man with one hand
Stranger in a foreign land
New identity cost a grand
It's the miracle worker
Serving up the offering
So make the disabled walk again
Got the melatonin, pouring in from the pineal gland
Like the blind man that saw again
Like el-Hajj Malik
Street cats fought for him
And they never ate pork again
Bear witness to the

[Hook:]
Power of transformation
That's the power of transformation
That's the power of transformation
That's the power of transformation
It's the power of transformation
It's the power of transformation
It's the power of transformation
It's the power of transformation
Make it clap like they're giving you a standing ovation
The adulation is such a powerful high
And as sour as my transportation
When I am heading for the clouds in the sky
Stay clean as the department of sanitation
Even though we from the gutter right
That's the power of transformation
Caterpillar to the butterfly
Caterpillar to the butterfly
Caterpillar to the butterfly
Caterpillar to the butterfly
Caterpillar to the butterfly
At night I can't sleep, I toss and turn [x3]
At night I can't sleep

[Outro - Talib Kweli and Steffanie Christian:]
Change is God
Survival requires transformation
No one said it would be easy
But ain't nothing worth having, easy to get
So run towards the challenge
I love the challenge
Every challenge is a new opportunity
Of self-transformation
So run towards the challenge
I run towards the challenge
I run towards the challenge
I run towards the challenge
[Fade]

 

[fox69]

"Cold Rain"

"Cold Rain"


[Intro]
Lets try something new
It's been a long time coming!
Let me try something brand new
Hey yo Ski!
What you ever do, man?
Come on!
Yo, what we doing it for?

This is for all the day-trippers and the hipsters
Whores and the fashionistas
Spiritual leaders practicing all the laws of attraction
The teachers who read the passages
From the back of a G?
That be bustin off Dalai Lama's or flashing heaters
the last of the boosters
With the shooting, the thugging and all the booning and spooning
and all the crooning, and cooning and auto-tuning, alive
You be tellin, peddlin' to consumers I'm helping them to see through it
get with this new movement,
Let's move it!

[Hook]
Feel the cold rain
Still I'm standing right here
Even the winter summer days

Yeah I'm a product of Reaganomics
From the blocks where he rocking a feds like J Electronica
drop and make this a lock
if he promises where the heart is
whether Jesus or Mohammad
regardless of where the Mosque is (word)
They hope for the Apocalypse like a self-fulfilling prophecy
Tell me when do we stop it?
Do they ask you your religion before you rent an apartment?
Is the answer burning Korans
So that we can defend Islamics?
The end upon us with a hash tag, a trending topic
You take away the freedoms that we invite in the game
Then you disrespect the soldiers; you ask them to die in vein
In a desert praying for rain
The music's like a drug, and they tend to take it to vein
It ain't for the well-behaved
The soundtrack for when you're great but its more for when you've felt afraid
More than your average rapper
So you sort of felt the way
The brain is like a cage, you a slave, that's why they lovin' you
This is the book that Eli that start with a K-W.

[Hook]

I do it for the trappers, other rappers
the Backpackers, the crackers
the niggas, the metal-packers
the victims of ghetto factories
I do it for the families, citizens of humanity
Emcee's, endangered species like manatees
I do it for the future of my children!
They the hope for the hopeless
Karma approaches, we gon' be food for a flock of vultures
The end of the World
Ain't nothing left but the cockroaches
and the freedom fighters
We're freedom writers like Bob Moses
the chosen, freedom writers like Voltaire
For my block, my borough, my hood, my city, my state, yeah
My obligation is to my community is so clear!
yeah, we gotta save them, this opportunity so rare!
We do it so big over here that it's no bare
To the punks, bitches, the chumps, the snitches, the sneak in the game
We let them live with all they're weak and they're lame
The bozo's and joker's, promoting when they're speaking my name

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Colors Of You"
(feat. Mike Posner)

"Colors Of You"
(feat. Mike Posner)



[Intro: Talib Kweli (Mike Posner)]
Yeah, been around the world many times
Seen many things, and they in color too
I seen women so beautiful
that I could die with a smile on my face
and not feel like the good Lord jipped me
(The space between love and me)
Yea, yeah (between)

[Talib Kweli (Mike Posner)]
How you expect to have an ordinary relationship, with such an extraordinary nigga?
Yeah there's flaws in what you figured
Ain't the liquor that, got you considerin callin up the sitter
Tellin her you need a couple hours and of course you tip her
I like my fantasies, half stripper, half glass slipper
Wrappin one like a riddle with enigma
Character in my flip book, comin to life when I'm flippin through the pictures
Switchin up the positions
My karma karma chameleon change colors with the surroundings
I can hear you with my eyes and I'm lovin the way you sound and
I'm smotherin and I'm grindin, now data is countin me out
Lovin in public when we comin and, up against the cupboard
'til we (look like turquoise) right on the couch, huh
(Yellow on a bad day) Knockin it out, without a doubt, uh

[Chorus 2X: Talib Kweli (Mike Posner)]
(Colors of youuuuu, oooooh)
Aiyyo the world is my colorin book
Look, new discoveries every time
when I color outside the lines

[Talib Kweli (Mike Posner)]
(Color of youuuuu, ooh-oooh yeah)
My self expression, acquire every color in the spectrum
My self reflection make the light change direction
When you see it from this angle, the color, the cut, the clarity
Starts bringin me down, that's the depravity of gravity
Havin me in my blue phase, go off the grid for a few days
Go on a journey without a suitcase
The security of obscurity
in a world of respect and I'm tradin it like it's currency
Currently it's off, there's a mallet hittin a xylophone
He's so yellow I'm wishin his fella right his wrong
But naw, instead he is synthetic as Styrofoam
Recite a poem so monotone that he monochrome
My lighter poke through the clouds
We'll take you higher like you smokin the loud
while I provide a dope kaleidoscope of sound
You can see it with your ears
You can hear it with your eyes, you can feel it right here
Yeah... uh
(Colors of youuuuu, oooooh)

[Talib Kweli & Mike Posner]
You don't look like turquoise
You don't look like gold
You don't look like purple
That'll match your hue

[Chorus: Talib Kweli (Mike Posner)]
Aiyyo the world is a colorin book
Look, new discoveries every time
When I color outside the lines, uh
(Colors of youuuuu, oooooh)
Ay, ay, aiyyo the world is a colorin book
Uh, new discoveries every time
When I color outside the lines, hey
(Colors of youuuuu, oooooh)

 

[fox69]

"Come Here"
(feat. Miguel)

"Come Here"
(feat. Miguel)



[Hook: Miguel]
I don't wanna waste your time baby
I just wanna make you come to me
Comfortable baby, so come here darling
And come for me baby
I don't wanna waste a second, no girl
I just wanna make you come dance with me
Come talk to me, come here darling
Come here for me baby

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
Why you so far away? You need to feel this
I've got somethin' to tell you, come here real quick
I've done dirt in the past, I know that love hurts
I'll come for you, but my lady's got to come first
I can tell by your hesitation there's trust issues
You get excited, ignite it, highly combustible
You on a higher vibration, that's why I fuck with you
Left me provide for you, comfortable as a Huxtable
Your whole style is colder than Minnesota
I love your profile, the way you look over shoulders
At the crib, I'm hopin' you come over
We can do it like Common and Mary and come closer
We can do it like Barack and Michelle, give me a fist bump
Black magical, act radical with the fist up
Do it 'til we rockin' the bells, you like hip-hop
Promise you I'm not gonna tell, we keep our lips locked

[Hook: Miguel]
I don't wanna waste your time baby
I just wanna make you come to me
Comfortable baby, so come here darling
And come for me baby
I don't wanna waste a second, no girl
I just wanna make you come dance with me
Come talk to me, come here darling
Come here for me baby

[Verse 2: Talib Kweli]
Like a Spike Lee movie, I'm movin' across the floor
Feelin' love in the music, I'm using it like a lure
I love how you do, with your beauty and your allure
Make you come like the ocean, approaching me like "sure"
She Rockefeller Center like Diego in the lobby
As valuable as The Scream or a Salvador Dali
She popular with the thieves and wanna be Thomas Crown
Some try to steal her attention as soon as I'm not around
This last bird probably flew the coop
Blastin' Outkast, last words: "Ooh-Dee-Whoo"
I don't know how to describe you, you're so beautiful
Je ne sais quoi... how you say, "voulez vous?"
Pardon my French, with the tongue kissin' I'll make her come hither
'Til she dancin' with wolves, see how they run with her
I'm dumb twisted off rum, liquor
But fix my composition and give a proposition to consider

[Hook: Miguel]
I don't wanna waste your time baby
I just wanna make you come to me
Comfortable baby, so come here darling
And come for me baby
I don't wanna waste a second, no girl
I just wanna make you come dance with me
Come talk to me, come here darling
Come here for me baby

[Bridge: Miguel]
Hey you, hey you, hey you
Yeah, I'm talkin' to you
Hey you, hey you, hey you
Yeah, I'm talkin' to you
Simmer down for me
Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down for me
Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down for me
Simmer down, simmer down, simmer down for me

[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
Black Madonna, you sow the seeds like a farmer
While I mange, just serving long sentences, no commas
Write poetry in your honor, your body is like a sauna
The promise, you gettin' closer to the sun, you gettin' hotter
You the Earth, that's emphatically "yes"
But I still call you a bad bitch, under my breath, out of respect
Naturally blessed, Lady Chatterly fresh with tatted flesh
I ain't gotta ask her "why you stare" - that's a "yes"

[Hook: Miguel]
I don't wanna waste your time baby
I just wanna make you come to me
Comfortable baby, so come here darling
And come for me baby
I don't wanna waste a second, no girl
I just wanna make you come dance with me
Come talk to me, come here darling
Come here for me baby

 

[fox69]

"Congregation"
(feat. Black Thought, Ab-Soul)

"Congregation"
(feat. Black Thought, Ab-Soul)



[Verse 1: Black Thought]
I'm on that homicide, suicide, drama like Islamabad
Under God, going overboard like the Amistad
Ringing bells, it was 2012 back in 95
I made it out alive, now finally I've arrived
But still threw back to all my other blue black
People that's sticking to it like, mice to a glue trap
My work speak for itself so I don't interrupt
I am an expert, this is no beginners luck
If you denying the truth, then I don't give a fuck
Otherwise get your hands and your antennas up
As we go into our initial decent, I'm alive, but only fifty percent
I wasn't listening to that intuition now I'm in that system again
And I'm praying God give me the strength
I'm drifting into a dark place, tryna keep this part of my heart safe
My soul basically been shark bait, my body's in bad shape

[Hook: Talib]
Spitting that fire flame, on a higher plane, going poltergeist
Life a game, ain't no referee, I can't hold it right
Bring the rain, praying to the Lord for it to pour tonight
Bring the pain, fucking with that meth, I'm on that Walter White
The rain [?], make it or you don't make it
You gotta take it, take it, take it or you gon' get taken
Can I get a church from the congregation?
Can I get a church from the congregation?

[Verse 2: Ab-Soul]
I'm on that armageddon, public devastation, come in the Revelations
Rap Jehovah, knocking pastors over while I pass the dosha
Lord forgive him, but I keep cutting these records like a sword was with 'em
Mixing it with the medicine, attempting to warn the children
Of what the future holds, slaves of monatomic gold
Seems the problem is atomic, but it's microscopic though
I'm courting hoes and pouring fours, there must be something more than this
Hopefully I'm immortal and I'll never need a mortician
All my thoughts is black, Kweli on the track
My reflection is eternal even if the mirror cracks
And I don't wear no watch, cause I ain't got no time
Solar system, this is astronomy not a rhyme
We bringing the real back, y'all ain't have no spine
So spin the reel back, nigga press rewind
Soak it all in, that is until you're dry
I'm throwing the peace and eating a piece of devil's pie, I'm...

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Talib]
A dialectic
Attract cofollowings like scientologists reading the dianetics
This religion that I invented, it's really a way of life
These thoughts of freedom that I embedded is reaching you through the speakers
These poison animal leaders is weaker than niggas with fever and sweeter than diabetics
Get deaded trying to set it, they'll tie you up like a fetish
They'll gas you up like unleaded and let it off
'Til you wetter than spaghetti sauce and lettuce chopped up with your body left in a crevice
We the reverends performing exorcisms
Exercising the right to fight for the dedicated
Concentrated few that's left who listen
God is with them like we started a mission, following God is wisdom
God is risen like followers of Elijah finding God in prison
We praying for that work, we need that occupation
Can I get a church from the congregation
If you sick of the same conversation
You say you make it rain but that's just condensation

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Country Cousins"
(feat. Raheem DeVaughn, UGK)

"Country Cousins"
(feat. Raheem DeVaughn, UGK)



[Intro: Raheem DeVaughn]
Down cousins.. across the border
I got cousins.. country cousins
I got cousins.. country cousins
WHOO!

[Talib Kweli over Intro]
Yo son, what the deal son? What's really hood son? (what's really hood?)
Word is bond, shit is real, shit is real
Yo son, this block is def
Nigga need to go over here and pop off real quick
I gotta get that guap by all means, you know what I'm sayin son

[Talib Kweli]
Growing up in Brooklyn, shit I thought that everybody talked this way
Raised on Rakim and Run-D.M.C., so we thought that everybody (walked this way)
"We fresh, we chill, we def, we ill," it's just some things that was taught to say
And every Saturday morning, I watched cartoons with a bowl of Frosted Flakes
And.. the puberty came, started hitting them cuties with game and the truancy came (uh!)
Started cutting in acting class, I was comin all fast, I was new to the game (uh!)
Used to playin on T.V., courtesy of video music box
Plus! Knew a lot of hustlas, goin O.T., comin back with the new hip-hop
Like! E-40 holding down the yay (that yay), N.W.A. in L.A.
OutKast from the A-Town, way down in Houston they play the UGK
I walk and talk kinda fast and thought of as a New York kinda rhymer (word is bond)
But must New Yorkers got family in South and North Carolina (come on!)
L.A. is little Alabama, they walk and they talk with a country grammar
And you think everybody else sound country, so they get started, started callin 'em "Bama
Down south where we buy them hammers, down south where we sell them drugs
Down south where life is cheap, where they quick to fill you up with slugs

[Chorus Talib Kweli w/ Raheem DeVaughn singing in background]
It's nothin, I'm from New York but I got country cousins
It's nothin, you stay connected by the slang you bustin
Want it simply put? You can't rip me when I spit for the Section One free
I'ma underground king, nigga Pimp C free
Word up to my man Bun B what?
It's nothin, I'm from New York but I got country cousins
It's nothin, you stay connected by the slang you bustin
The thing you bustin, the game you hustlin, the days your cuttin
The flame you cuffin and the lames you snuffin, your name is nothin!

[Bun B]
Growing up in P.A., I knew nobody out there talked like us
Nothin but that county slang, "What up dog? What up cuzz?"
Late night you see us guzzling 40's, menthols, wine, and weed
Sitting on the back porch, getting zooted, feeling fine in deed
Listening to Eric B.and Rakim or EPMD
Cool C and Steady B, plus that Public Enemy
Not to mention N.W.A., DJ Quik, and MC Eiht
Down south we listen to it all, we didn't discriminate
Better off them Geto Boys, Raheem, and the Royal Flush
Rap-A-Lot Records based out in Houston, represents for us
O.G. style, they cars, fix them vogues with human trouble
Our squad is gangsta nigga, put it down for H-Town on the double
So I said, "It's time to hustle," got down with my brother C
Put together UGK and shit the rest is history
We make hits by the dozen, put it down when they said we wasn't
Trust me it's nothin, just another day in the life for country cousins

[Chorus]

[Pimp C]
In Brooklyn, New York I'm down with Large and Marl
Back in P.A.T., man we be sippin the barre
I'm down with J. from Houston and I think it should be
But when I'm mobbin L.A. I fuck with Ice-T
Short Dog is my O.G., we been down forever
Taught me the game, lane to lane, and keep my pimpin together
Niggaz don't understand by far back in the day
It was amazing and my brother put me up on Black Star
Starving blacks on the news, I weighed
Cause we isolate ourselves and give our ghetto pass away
My niggaz passed away in an unreal way
They mommas depleted, I'm just tryna make sure that their kids straight
I'm on the chitalin tour with my mic in my hand
Shittin on these jealous niggaz in the new world clan
I wouldn't trade it for nothin, only a crazy man would
I represent for the whole South, I made it just for my hood
The pimpin's good...

[Raheem DeVaughn]
I got cousins (I got cousins), country cousins (country cousins)
Like blood that's thicker than water (it's nothin), down dirty 'cross the border
I got cousins (I got cousins), country cousins (country cousins)
Like blood that's thicker than water (it's nothin), down dirty 'cross the border
In my country cousins!

 

[fox69]

"Delicate Flowers"

"Delicate Flowers"


[Verse 1:]
My girl is a delicate flower, a super-hero,
Being a single mom helped her develop the powers.
We stay up to a elegant hour talking the hell and the sour,
Reaching out to God cause the Devil a coward.
But he still sits on my shoulder and whispers
It feels like my shoulder gets colder the more that I listen.
And now it seems like she ready to leave
We stay to beef the main reason my desire to spreading my seed.
I try to tell her I'm just a man,
She said "no, you're wrong, cause you're way more than that, you need to cut the scheme.
You're not fooling me, this lunacy. Them excuses might be new to the birds, but they ain't new to me."
Yo, I hate when the fit is proun, is like everytime I pick up the phone you bitch moan, whoa.
I'm like why you stressing for? Press to the norm, make me wanna never get involved.

[Hook:]
I need to rip these benefits,
Uh, you so sensitive.
I say serve this rarity
She say I deserve your loyalty.
Girls have feelings.

[Verse 2:]
Men lie out of fear but we front like we're not afraid,
Whether arguing or not, the bills gotta get paid.
We are not in 6th grade, we're fighting and people watching
On Tweeter she emo-blogging, I'm boiling the hemoglobin.
And lead the side the arguments never move me
Cause we acting out the stereotypes like telly perry movies.
My indiscretion is reeking in deep betrayal,
The beat is on like horses, is hard to keep em stabile.
She believed me the way Mike believed in frydal
But I need her, she the proof in my soul, my sweet potato.
Before I let her go I know she'll be forever gone,
I can't leave when the weather roam or weather storms.
She like a tree, now got me looking for feema,
Cover in my neighbor's lawn the grass is looking greener.
But in reality it never is,
I'm sure there's others, but I'll never find a better.

Girls have feelings,
Girls have feelings,
Girls have feelings,
They surely, surely do.

 

[fox69]

"Demonology"
(feat. Big K.R.I.T. & Gary Clark Jr)

"Demonology"
(feat. Big K.R.I.T. & Gary Clark Jr)



[Intro: Talib Kweli]
I see 'em, I see 'em
You don't see 'em?
For real?
Look around, son
Look around, son

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
Take a trip, I got you floating on this real spit
I rock the boat so much you get nauseous and start to feel sick
Too many house niggas, I'm taking them on a field trip
You fail to see it, I like to come with a kill switch
My wife said I got demons I've yet to deal with
But I ain't trying to hear though, my music is my mirror though
They like to put me on a pedestal for conscious rap
My flesh is edible, it's hard to keep the monsters back
The polar opposite of too emotional
Got feelings and emotions, just hoping I don't overdose
And miss the moments trying to control them til I won't overlord
Hard to handle me, get dismantled and now I'm home alone
I power trip like I'm sampling Hubert Laws no more
I got honor, face my karma like a Buddhist law
I got my own demons, what I'm supposed to do with yours?
I got my own demons, what I'm supposed to do with yours?

[Hook: Talib Kweli]
Too many demons in the dance hall
And they stomping on what you stand for
Dorothy Parker in the tub with her pants on
Ready for a night at the opera with the phantom
They live in the shadows of the angels
The punchlines of the rap battles to entertain you
Poof, the evil words can maim you
Poof, the evil words can maim you

[Verse 2: Talib Kweli]
Demons want a pound of my flesh, it's quite accurate
It's tragic when you feel like your lawyer the devil advocate
Legal-ese isn't a language, they made it up
No wonder I'm losing blood, everybody taking a cut
Speaking of tongues, quit depicting your funds
Beating the drums of war to fry lines to your unfortunate sons
You think boys point guns when they run to the sun?
A decoy, Pink Floyd, cause they're comfortably numb
Word, wrapping ourselves in denial like it's a warm blanket
Trying to go native like faces that get war painted
Pac shot in Las Vegas of all places
Fighting dark sides of the force like he was Lord Vader
Y'all haters develop to lead the role
When they start to give them hearts in your life and feed the trolls
I got my own demons, what I'm supposed to do with yours?
I got my own demons, what I'm supposed to do with yours?

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Big K.R.I.T.]
This feel like church, save that soul
That cry "good God, oh me, oh my!"
I got to save them all
Pray the Lord forever call on them
For saying the scream, for evil things that's letting me ball on them
Pick a move, or you could die, nigga
Chuck and jive to stay alive, nigga
Propane flames burn your boots like strange perms
Some think "Don't take, will"
But fuck it, you live and learn
Beware of the roots and salty looks
Voodoo they put on you, baby doll could leave you shook
Pens and needles, hoes and blokes
When it cracking, come snapping out even, kept them feelings afloat
I know cause my folks lost souls off coast, never found
The triangle ain't just an ocean, it's on the rise
Take heed of the sign, dodging demons that [?] give us
Young Krizzle

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Distractions"

"Distractions"


Nowadays we be rocking glasses for fashion
And fucking with life a fraction
Covered in Max Factor, hustling ass-backwards
As sure as Hi-Tek look like Richard from Last Dragon
Your focus on bogus rappers got you caught up in distraction
Distraction. Who fucking who? Who cares? That's distraction
You wish it was you, don't you — why you asking?
Try to break the law of attraction
Get a piece of my attention just a fraction of a ration
Or a measly little morsel
They suck your blood and you believe in the immortals
We nocturnal like a sleeping disorder
See the water drawing away from the shore
This ain't no ordinary storm
We killing for a humanitarian cause
But have yet to show up in Darfur
The Arab Spring is what it's called
But it's looking like the pride before the fall
They say it ain't about the spoils of war
But turn around and tell you how much more the oil will cost
Steal the land from the Native American and call the missiles Tomahawks
Make him a mascot, dress up like him for sport
As a final insult to this beautiful culture
Scavengers, feasting on the dead like a vulture
Snacking; how you keeping up with my rapping?
You barely keeping up with Kardashians
You caught up in distraction
It's the living proof you try to make the truth elastic as Mr. Fantastic
I'm recycling these rappers
Truthfully, these niggas is plastic
Coming through the front door blasting
I ain't talking bout them e-mails
That you always send to the masses
That somehow end up in my trash bin
My niggas got the aim of sharpshooters and the hearts of assassins
All this war, all this life, all this passion
No time for distractions
Give a fuck if the President wear a flag pin
Rhyming is deep as holes Chilean miners are trapped in
Or the cracks in the earth under Asia Minor causing disasters
My Deep cuts way above your minor infractions
Talk to rappers like children cause that's how they acting
They holding their hands like minors in traffic
The captains of industry and the lovers of status quo
Have a deep-seeded fear of change
For them it's strange they wanna go
Back to the 50′s, they asking for a return
But them days is much blacker, for lack of a better term
We adapted to the times, but this culture we had to learn
Came about as natural as a perm on a pachyderm
These fascists have had their turn
We packing them German burners, them Lugers
The next shooters is waiting for Superman, they get nothing but Lex Luthor
America's nightmare, vivid as Fred Kruger
Our heroes are dead to us
Spirit that bled through us
Endear us with the rhythm so the flow is so foolish
What you hearing is precision
The people so thirsty, what they seeing is mirages
But a passion for Photoshopping and your YouTube collages
Coming through like Collossus
Exposing the false prophet
Taught how to do the knowledge so I'm never off-topic
A lie is like a potion
First it gets you open
Then you swallow whole straight for the truth
No chasers, skip religion and the politics
And head straight to the compassion
Everything else is a distraction

 

[fox69]

"Don't Be Afraid"
(feat. Rapsody, Problem & Bad Lucc)

"Don't Be Afraid"
(feat. Rapsody, Problem & Bad Lucc)



[Rapsody:]
These gangs, these tats, these red and blue chucks
We some chill ass niggas, all you gots to show is love
I used to be afraid of fallin’ deep for a man
Cause my homies always said these fuckers just fans
My nigga, I told ‘em I ain’t scared of no obstacles
You live to die and die to live, that shit is all optional
Listen, you either with it or you isn’t
Here to fuck with my family? I ain’t scared to go to prison

(Don’t be afraid)
All my niggas live above the law
You scared of something nigga? Whatchu duckin’ under covers for?
I’m a problem to this game so they want me out
This a warning boy, you entering a haunted house (Don’t be afraid)
Nigga don’t fear it just respect it, adhere to the lesson nigga
(Don’t be afraid) Y’all niggas scared of a gun
My aunt told me fear stand for fuck everything and run

[Problem:]
747 on the wakeup, lil mama got makeup all over my spreads
Kick her out then she hop in her Benz
Feeling satisfied, usually she put up a fuss, but I didn’t analyze
Funny, phone ring, it’s probly the money though
Lacing up the all white 1’s with the gummy sole
Check the mirror ‘fore I enter the earth
One thought when I’m hitting the turf

(Don’t be afraid)
All my niggas live above the law
You scared of something nigga? Whatchu duckin’ under covers for?
I’m a problem to this game so they want me out
This a warning boy, you entering a haunted house (Don’t be afraid)
Nigga don’t fear it just respect it, adhere to the lesson nigga
(Don’t be afraid) Y’all niggas scared of a gun
My aunt told me fear stand for fuck everything and run

[Bad Lucc:]
Nike sweats, Jordan 2’s, don’t mind me I’m just setting the scene
I’m Bad Lucc by the way
I’ve done my share of interesting things, this life I was dealt
Some of the illest verses in these streets of LA was felt
Never turn from my position, my mission was clear
To stand down like a man when whatever sever my fear
Watch me, king of my castle, call your dogs
I’m black Superman above the law

(Don’t be afraid)
All my niggas live above the law
You scared of something nigga? Whatchu duckin’ under covers for?
I’m a problem to this game so they want me out
This a warning boy, you entering a haunted house (Don’t be afraid)
Nigga don’t fear it just respect it, adhere to the lesson nigga
(Don’t be afraid) Y’all niggas scared of a gun
My aunt told me fear stand for fuck everything and run

[Problem:]
Huh, you see your enemy riding by and you realise
You ain’t got nine lives pussy
Old school player, I am beyond rookie
Schoolin’ everyday, no hookie
50k up under the black hoodie, no floss
Sucker shit I ain’t buying at no cost
Got five kids, I’mma put ‘em all in matching drop [?]
Talib drop this

(Don’t be afraid)
All my niggas live above the law
You scared of something nigga? Whatchu duckin’ under covers for?
I’m a problem to this game so they want me out
This a warning boy, you entering a haunted house (Don’t be afraid)
Nigga don’t fear it just respect it, adhere to the lesson nigga
(Don’t be afraid) Y’all niggas scared of a gun
My aunt told me fear stand for fuck everything and run

[Rapsody:]
I used to be fearful of Chucky and Freddie
I’m the doll they fall for like white chicks
Rick James on the couch shit, I sleep with machetes
Always ready
Mama said “fear no man” like Eddie
From [?] to run like Kunta your fearful eyes tearful, shed one
Cry me a river then drown you, I fear none
Boogie man tap dance on my tongue, boo, nigga
I fear for your career, if you niggas ain’t cool with us holla

(Don’t be afraid)
All my niggas live above the law
You scared of something nigga? Whatchu duckin’ under covers for?
I’m a problem to this game so they want me out
This a warning boy, you entering a haunted house (Don’t be afraid)
Nigga don’t fear it just respect it, adhere to the lesson nigga
(Don’t be afraid) Y’all niggas scared of a gun
My aunt told me fear stand for fuck everything and run

[Bad Lucc:]
Back to back wine toasts
Yesterday I went to sleep and fucked a fine ghost
In and out my mind Mos
Lee got me in the middle of rhyming my business
Rap gods please forgive us, all of us sinners
Still get a verse full of venom off
[?] Diamond Lane, Indie 500, men at war
I have a harder time with taxes
Knocking the earth off its axis

(Don’t be afraid)
All my niggas live above the law
You scared of something nigga? Whatchu duckin’ under covers for?
I’m a problem to this game so they want me out
This a warning boy, you entering a haunted house (Don’t be afraid)
Nigga don’t fear it just respect it, adhere to the lesson nigga
(Don’t be afraid) Y’all niggas scared of a gun
My aunt told me fear stand for fuck everything and run