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    Talib Kweli & Hi Tek »

    Talib Kweli & Hi Tek Re definition текст песни

    Re definition

    What what what, what what, what what, what what
    Woaaaahhhhhhh!
    One two three, Mos Def and Talib Kweli
    We came to rock it on to the tip-top
    Best alliance in hip-hop, wayohh
    I said, one two tree, Black Star shine eternally
    We came to rock it on to the tip-top
    And Hi-Tek make the beat drop, wayohh

    [Talib Kweli]
    RE:DEFinition, turning your play into a tragedy
    Exhibit level degree on the mic, passionately
    Niggaz is sweet so I bet if I bit I’d get a cavity
    Livin to get high, you ain’t flyer than gravity
    We Die Hard like the battery done in the back of me by the mad MC
    who think imitation is the highest form of flattery, actually
    Don’t be mad at me, I had to be the one to break it to you
    You get kicked into obscurity like judo, no Menudo
    cause you pseudo, tryin to compete with reality like Xerox
    Towards destruction you spiraling like hairlocks, wipe them teardrops
    Chasing stars in your eyes, playing games with your lives
    Now the wives is widows soakin up pillows, weepin like willows
    Still mo’ blacks is dyin, kids ain’t livin they tryin
    _How to Make a Slave_ by Willie Lynch is still applyin
    Regardless, the Mos is one of my closest partners
    Rockin ever since before Prince was called The Artist
    Rocker before Funkmaster Flex was rockin Starter
    When ‘Pac and Biggie was still cool before they was martyrs
    Life or death, if I’m choosin with every breath I’m enhancin
    Stop, there comes a time when you can’t run

    [Mos Def]
    What, lyrically handsome, call collect a king’s ransom
    Jams I write soon become the ghetto anthem
    Way out like Bruce Wayne’s mansion, move like a phantom
    You’ll talk about me to your grandsons
    Cats who claimin they hard be mad fag
    so I run through em like, flood water through sandbags
    Competition is mad, what I got, they can’t have
    Sinkin they ship, like Moby Dick, did Ahab
    Son I’m way past the minimum, it’s a verb millenium
    My rap’s the holy gas in your bag, like Palestinians
    Ancient Abyssinia, sure to hold the Gideon
    Official b-boy gentlemen, long term, never the interim
    Born inside the winter wind, day after December 10
    These simpletons they mentionin the synonym for feminine
    Sweeter than some cinnamon from Danish rings by Entenmann’s
    Rush up on adrenaline, they get they asses sent to them
    (Gentlemen) you got a tenement, well then assemble it!
    Leave your unit tremblin like herds of movin elephant
    Intelligent embellishment, follow for your element
    from Flatbush settlement, kid posseses melanin
    Hotter than tales of crack peddlin, makin em WOOP
    like blue gelatin, swing like Duke Ellington
    Broader than Barrington Levy, believe me
    The hot oppresion rent who burn down your chief teepee
    You see me?

    One two three, Mos Def and Talib Kweli
    We came to rock it on to the tip-top
    Best alliance in hip-hop, wayohh
    I said, one two tree, Black Star shine eternally
    We came to rock it on to the tip-top
    Because we rulin hip-hop, yes we is rulin hip-hop
    Talib Kweli is rulin hip-hop
    Say we Black Star we rule hip-hop-ah-ahh-ah-ahh-ahh
    Whoahhhh!



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