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Monday, February 14, 2011

Talib Kweli - How You Love Me Lyrics

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Talib Kweli - How You Love Me (Ft. Blaq Toven)

[Intro]
I hear footsteps, in the dark
Feel like I’m goin fuckin crazy

[Chorus: Blaq Toven]
Every day since we first met
Can’t even eat a bit
I can’t seem to think straight
When I think about how you love me
Everyday is like a holiday
Something like Christmas Eve
My worst day is carefree
When I think about how you love me

[Talib Kweli]
When are we gonna grow up?
Why do I love you so much we so touched?
Excited by the drama we like when it show up
The fightin don’t slow up, I light you like close ups
And I call you my Calamity Jane, you like my fantasy
Love cause the same chemical reaction in the brain as insanity
Holidays drinkin wit’cha family… passionate folks
Imagine if they had they own reality show – actually no
Desire’s like fire; quit playin or get burned
or give it away on camera like Montana Fishburne
Our presence is a gift, a gift is our present
Breakup text call her a bitch under my breath
And then the makeup sex she forgive me in a session
I know she love me, she sendin a mixed message though

[Chorus]

[Talib Kweli]
You need a chick with some fire
I mean unless you want a wife cold as ice
Livin life with the biggest debutante
Me and you we considered the upper echelon
The only one I come out my fitted for in a restaurant
You can get it huh; remember I was takin your digits
Same night I was makin the visit
Make it the mission to make you cum
When we done sometimes you hate to admit it
You a little numb from the toys
and love the noise that you make when you run from the boys
and comfort your man, insane how we go so crazy with it
This the asylum, so we call relationships committed
You ain’t a bird I ain’t them others guys that get lost in the name
You the butterfly, and I’m the moth to your flame
Love is dying while the mother’s cryin
Big brother eyein me imposin their reality to Shutter Island

[Chorus]

[Talib Kweli]
Our love is like a Psycho or a trilogy, the drama is killin me
I’m grown but the little boy is still in me
We discuss monogamy polygamy, the I’s the probability
Your momma ain’t feelin me, it stung like a killer bee
How far from the tree do the apple fall?
The things I said – was it how I felt, was it the alcohol?
Or do I really hate her after all?
I apologize for the statements that I made to her
First I swallowed my pride, then I ate my words
I tried to pass it off acted like it was nothin
The fact is I was discoverin my appetite for destruction
Everything else is bland once you tasted filet mignon
When I’m full I’m takin you home, you a plate for later on
I’ll eat it up… or beat it up
Til your love runneth over, yo I need a cup

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Talib Kweli - Back It Up Lyrics

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Talib Kweli - Back It Up

[Talib Kweli Verse 1]
A n-gga Kweli be snapping like photographers
black star in the constellations like Andromeda
you try to start it up
but you not hard enough
thats why your career is shorter than retarded
club owner gave you bottles, you the shit now
this shit costing twenty dollars who the pimp now
stop standing on the coach homie, sit down
I’m at the bar but you’re chick is getting this round
they call your girlfriend a beard, need shaving
you brag about what you spend so much you need saving
you need shaking cuase you buckle under pressure
you can keep fronting but nobody does it better
yeah, I hop on any track, peep how I switch lanes
this the highway of life, check the whip game
check the side of my neck you see the big vein
just cause you have dragon breath don’t mean you spit flames

[Chorus]
these n-ggas soft man, they sweeter than glucose
gimme fifty feet homie or you too close
personal space n-gga back it up
beep beep, back it up
beep beep, back it up
wait a minute

these n-ggas soft man, they sweeter than glucose
gimme fifty feet homie or you too close
personal space n-gga back it up
beep beep, back it up
beep beep, back it up
wait a minute

[Talib Kweli Verse 2]
Ayo my penmanship f-cking up your face like a bleamish do
keep it banging like red and blue
the instrumental through
killing shit, you aint got a chance
you and your man is through
inspiration, ran into my music like xanadu
you rolling through, with a rent a crew
and a rented crew
ten of you, way too many dudes
soft as betty boo
steady you, talking all that sh-t
in them interviews
Annie who? shit is pitiful
I had to get at you
spit at you, like it’s Tupac at the camera
you aint got no hammers bruh, talking streetsweepers
you a muthaf-cking janitor
I’m the realest n-gga that you ran into
can it bruh, the shit you spit faker than the tits on Pamela Anderson
catch me in the Manderin, post it up
ghetto’s near you, catch a close up
I walk through any hood like respect it
cause the flow tough, grow up
personal space homie, back up

[Chorus]

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Talib Kweli - Palookas Lyrics

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Talib Kweli - Palookas

.. Tv shows from the sixtees, ohh ohh
You can try,
Yes, what we do, classic version
What we do, classic version

We represent, my music represent the change of power
From now on … is hour, we got to paint … paint the flowers,
for shower …we hanging ours
We bring the drums to the battle ‘cause ..you don’t know a thing about it
If you .. the …
Album is so hot, … it brings …
What do you sing is ..
Give somebody else the crown, but I’m a king without it
The queen is right here with me, she’s always right here with me
You can’t stop me like …
they try to … whenever I say somebody miss me,
you walk in with me like …
you talk with me …at the table when the devil …’cause the boy is with me
arrogance bring fool ..many, my name.. is empty
you don’t wanna .. gaspy .

Chorus:
Hey, this is the catch on a surgeon, assassinate a character …
You ain’t got a … spent it in a worse one,
You ain’t got a … spent it in a worse one.

Hey, I know I hurt son, but you against me fifty … gun
You ain’t got a … spent it in a worse one,
You ain’t got a … spent it in a worse one.

What, you and your …scared mama Tulla you see beyond the ..born already,
Steady at the … and the flash …man first computer
I make all the women .. as soon as do the map ..
You can’t measure up to the ..
Were on behalf of all the fans …we plan in the future
..we do it differently, we live in EU ahh,
We spent it too tuff, .. new hugs, whatever they call …
Vampires in the block, …, I’m a midnight …and a …but more..
Plus in a ..the sort of …got more…

Chorus:
Hey, this is the catch on a surgeon, assassinate a character …
You ain’t got a … spent it in a worse one,
You ain’t got a … spent it in a worse one.

Hey, I know I hurt son, but you against me fifty … gun
You ain’t got a … spent it in a worse one,
You ain’t got a … spent it in a worse one.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Talib Kweli - Cold Rain Lyrics

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Talib Kweli - Cold Rain

You trust on me?
It’s been a long time coming!
You trust I’m brand new?
Hey oh,…!
What you ever do, man?
Come on!
What are we doing it for?

…..
To the cold rain,
I’m standing right here,
To the old winter days,
Yeah I’m a product, who’s breaking up,
From the blocks…like J Electronics,
Could drop us, and make us lack, cause the crime…

Hope for the Apocalypse like a self-fulfilling prophet,
Tell me where to be stopped!
Do they ask you your religion before you rent an apartment?
Is the answer burning…
We can defend Islamic…
You take the way, the freedom that we brought in the game,
You disrespect the soldiers; you act like a dying pain,
In a desert praying for…
The music is like a drug, and you tend to take it in the vein,
It ain’t ….behaves.
….
So you sort of felt the pain.
The brain is like a cage with a slave in a sweaty…
This is the book that….

In the cold rain,
I’m still standing right here,
In the winter days,
In the cold rain,
I’m still standing right here,
In the winter days.


Do it for the families!
The citizens of humanity,
…and in danger species like…
Do it for the future of my children!
They’re hope is hopeless,…
We gonna….for a pack of vultures to enter the world,
Ain’t gonna let the cockroaches,
We’re freedom fighters,
We’re freedom writers like…
….for my block, my hood, my city and my stage, man!
My obligation is to serve my community,
So play it, we gonna save this opportunity so rare!
What we do is so big over here that is no pain
To the punks, the bitches, the sneak in the game,
We let them live with all their weak and their lame,
They make pauses and jokes when they’re speakin’ my name.

In the cold rain,
I’m still standing right here,
In the winter days,
In the cold rain,
I’m still standing right here,
In the winter days.