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    Talib Kweli Ms. Hill текст песни

    Ms. Hill

    Another night, slips away (phone ringing)
    in other words, (yo, who’s this?) I should say
    there are no words, (y’all heard it) you should say
    there are no words, (I mean it’s life)
    every night, slips away (I mean, what can I say? it’s best)
    in other words, I should say
    there are no words, you should say
    there are no words

    Ms. Hill, you got skills, that’s a gift, it’s real
    get ill, what you spit got the power to uplift the heel
    I wish I could talk to Lauryn
    I mean excuse me, Ms. Hill
    and let her know how much we love her its real
    the industry was beating her up
    then those demons started eating her up
    she need a savior that’ll bleed in a cup, yup
    we used to kick it in the salad days
    when she look at me like she ain’t know me when she see me nowadays
    I nod, she nod back, that’s how it stay
    her songs still better than anything out there
    hotter power play
    remember how they accused her of saying
    she did her album without help
    then she went to Rome to sing
    and tell the Pope about herself
    just after she left the Fugees
    started rolling with the Marleys
    got back with her crew at Dave Chapelle’s Block Party
    she made songs about Zion
    and trying to be faithful
    took Blackstar on tour in Europe
    I was so grateful
    speaking for myself but I’m sure I could speak for Dante
    I got to watch a show with Nina Simone and Harry Belafonte
    we used to chill at Nkiru, her moms was a customer
    she used to love to buy the books by Octavia Butler
    Parable of the Sower, the main character’s name was Lauren
    what the album did for black girls’ self-esteem was so important
    I got concerned when she got sick on the road
    she ain’t heavy, I’m a brother
    and I wish that I could pick up the load, but no

    another night, slips away
    in other words, I should say
    there are no words, you should say
    there are no words
    another night slips away
    in other words, I should say
    there are no words, you should say
    there are no words
    Ms. Hill, you got skills, that’s a gift, it’s real
    get ill, what you spit got the power to uplift the heel

    got her assitant on the the phone
    "I need to talk to Lauryn"
    and I wanna walk through the storm, and I could be the umbrella
    when the rain is pouring
    please, this no disrespect to whoever your man is though
    this relationship is strictly music like D’angelo
    I know you hate Babylon, and wanna see it fall
    but they won’t let you read your poem at the BET awards
    you give us hope, you give us faith, you the one
    they don’t like what you got to say
    but still they beg you to come, whoa
    now that’s powerful sis, it’s black power
    we get money, keep our eyes on the final hour
    and no I ain’t saying you Christ, that would be sacriligous right?
    but you can blow up the night, sisters the rats is vicious
    the raps the sisters recite with their black fist up
    the devil’s last wish is a queen that rise past bitches
    we used to read Francis Crest or anything
    by Third World Press will press
    but what the power of the word suggest
    hatched ideas in our heads like birds in the nest
    you gave birth to a new sound like Donda West, yes
    should I be saying all of this while the mic is on?
    I might as well let it out because one day I might be gone
    I write this song and hope you feel how much we love you
    and you play it, cause I really ain’t got the words to say it
    but yo

    another night, slips away
    in other words, I should say
    there are no words, you should say
    there are no words
    another night slips away
    in other words, I should say
    there are no words, you should say
    there are no words
    Ms. Hill, you got skills, that’s a gift, it’s real
    get ill, what you spit got the power to uplift the heel



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