Talib Kweli lyrics

Talib Kweli lyrics

"Joy lyrics"

Black Jesus lyrics
[2Pac] Searching for Black Jesus Oh yeah, sportin jewels and s**t, yaknahmean? (Black Jesus; you can be Christian Baptist, Jehovah Witness) Straight tatted up, no doubt, no doubt (Islamic, won't matter to me I'm a thug; thugs, we praise Black Jesus, all day) Young Kadafi in this bi**h, set it off ni**a.. What? [Kadafi] I do my shootin's on a knob, prayin to God for my squad Stuck in a nightmare, hopin he might care Though times is hard, up against all odds, I play my cards like I'm jailin, shots hittin u

[Talib Kweli]
Wooaahh! yeah
on top of the world
Yeah, that's how my seeds got me feeling' right now
on top of the world
Yeah, you ever felt like you could do anything, (Yeah)
on top of the world
(?) I'ma hold y'all down for real, (Gotcha!)

[Talib Kweli]
It was 1996, 4th of July, looking off in the sky
dealing with thoughts inside, when something caught my eye
It was a silhoutte of a beautiful woman, bright with life
carrying my first seed, looking like she gone bear fruit tonight
We at the African street festival, and she walking around
talking about the midwife said, that bring the baby down
I'm about to be a father, the sights and sounds, seem brighter around me
and for starters, I know I'ma work harder, word
We got home at three in the morning, I was beat
them contractions started coming as soon as I fell asleep
3:05, like every five minutes, then the water broke
we on the go, yelling at the cabbie, cause he's sort of slow
You know them hospitals all trying to get paid, no questions
hear come the doctor's with they drugs, trying to do c-sections
Tru Pimpin lyrics
Tru pimpin Icy Hot Tru pimpin Tru pimpin Icy Hot Tru pimpin Chillin wit my bos runnin from the po-po While i'm gettin all my dough I'm hollin at da girls like what up bo? you can get wit me after da show in da limo and a bottle of mo Ten bows and polos? When the time it so cold G.A. we so bold Light black guys and Ja Rule can't trust any ya fools who can't keep stuff on the lo-lo just run yo mouth and hate da game. Dis here is pimpin main Icy hot pimpin all the time in the studio tryin ta write a ryhme all the time tryin ta get mi
But my baby stay's strong, in labor for yay long
eight-pound baby boy, to carry my name on, joy!

[Chorus: Mos Def + (Talib Kweli)]
Huh, yeah
I know how you feel, Kweli I know how you feel
(That's the sound of joy)
See my brother, I know how you feel, Kweli, I know how you feel
(That's the sound of joy)
So when you, have a seed, come in the world, say dog that shit's real
(That's the sound of joy, y'all)
Huh, Kweli, yo I know how you feel, Kweli, yo I know how you feel

My baby girl

[Talib Kweli]
June 10th, 1999, I been on the grind
since the birth of my son, it's been about, way more then rhymes
Baby on the way, my lady glowing today, at least
that's what the midwife said, on the phone
Anyway, the music got me going away
Like everyday, but it's a blessing, so I gotta have patience
and she got pregnant on a Jamaican vacation
So it's all good, this time well have the baby in a house
I went the hospital route, I know what they all about (Never again)
So I'm out on tour, in Baltimore
get the call around four, when the water hit the floor (Damn!)
Encore Une Fois lyrics
Gare de Lyon Le jour se l?ve Moi j'ai pas fini mon r?ve Caf? noir douche glac?e Difficile de se reveiller Ca me tient commu une fi?vre Ce go?t de Toi sur mes f?vres Et je pense ? toi encore une fois Vite l'ascenseur la voiture Ca d?marre ? tout allure La radio joue des chansons Je suis coinc? ? la Nation Huit heures et quart fin Novembre Pourquoi on vit pas ensemble Et je pense ? toi encore une fois Le bureau les secr?taires Les affreux et les affaires Ce t?l?phone merveilleux Vous avez Berlin sur la deux C'est jamais toi qui m'appelle "Auf wieder sehn
gotta rock my show, but I gotta go
got second thoughts about her not going, to the hospital
I left the show early, Mos held me down, good looking (No doubt)
call the car service, like, take me straight to Brooklyn (Uh huh)
Got the news in the car, stayed sorta calm
but I cried tears of joy, when they put my daughter in my arms, how precious!

[Chorus: Mos Def + (Talib Kweli)]
Huh, huh
Said I know how you feel, uh, said I know how you feel when you
(My precious joy)
Said I know how you feel, uh, Kwe I know how you feel
(I know you do, huh, my precious joy y'all)
Huh, uh, said I know how you feel (yeah), said I know how you feel
(My precious joy)
Huh, man I know how you feel (yeah), said I know how you feel

[Talib Kweli]
I do it for the seeds y'all, in they formative years when they need y'all
we gotta believe, in what we conceive y'all, it's deep y'all
I give them the truth, so they approach the situation, with ammunition
I keep nothing away, they hear everything, cause they know how to listen
Teach them the game, so they know they position, so they can grow
Angel Street lyrics
By Icehouse Angel Street ------------ Iva Davies / Robert Kretschmer ------------ she draws the curtain wide and brushes back her hair she stands before the mirror wondering what to wear but she knows no one will care so easy to forget just another sad affair the girl on angel street so she waits for the call knowing only too well a photograph a dusty window where the sun strays in everywhere the sounds of morning as the day begins people waiting at the station do they go nowhere two lines that stretch out in the distance turn and disappear but she know
and make decisions, that change the world, and break old tradition
They put kids in jail, for a life they ain't even get to start
that's murder too, and it's breaking my heart, it's breaking our nation apart
We gave the youth all the anger, it's just
we ain't taught them, how to express it, and so it's dangerous
You can't talk to them
Unless your language is relating to what they going through
so busy ignoring them, you can't see what they showing you
And you wonder, why we called baby-daddy's and baby-momma's
when we grow up, we can't act like adult mothers and fathers, yo
I'm so blessed to have a boy and a girl, everyday they bring joy to my world

[Chorus: Mos Def + (Talib Kweli)]
Huh, yeah
I know how you feel, Kweli I know how you feel
(That's the sound of joy)
Brother Kwe', I know how you feel, Brother Kwe', I know how you feel
(Baby girl, my precious joy)
Kweli, I know how you feel, say bro' I know how you feel
(Fela, be my joy, yo)
Huh, if you know how the people feel, let me really know how you...yo

I do it for the seeds y'all [Repeat 5x]


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