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    Talib Kweli »

    Talib Kweli Respiration текст песни

    Respiration

    "What’d you do last night?"
    "We did umm, two whole cars
    It was me, Dez, and Main Three right?
    And on the first car in small letters it said
    ‘All you see is..’ and then you know
    big, big, you know some block silver letters
    that said ‘..crime in the city’ right?"
    "It just took up the whole car?"
    "Yeah yeah, it was a whole car and shit…"

    [spanish speaking woman] Escuchela.. la ciudad respirando
    (translation of spanish: Listen to it.. the city breathing)

    * woman repeats 3X *

    [spanish speaking woman] Escuchela..

    [Mos Def]
    The new moon rode high in the crown of the metropolis
    Shinin, like who on top of this?
    People was tusslin, arguin and bustlin
    Gangstaz of Gotham hardcore hustlin
    I’m wrestlin with words and ideas
    My ears is picky, seekin what will transmit
    the scribes can apply to transcript, yo
    This ain’t no time where the usual is suitable
    Tonight alive, let’s describe the inscrutable
    The indisputable, we New York the narcotic
    Strength in metal and fiber optics
    where mercenaries is paid to trade hot stock tips
    for profits, thirsty criminals take pockets
    Hard knuckles on the second hands of workin class watches
    Skyscrapers is collosus, the cost of living
    is preposterous, stay alive, you play or die, no options
    No Batman and Robin, can’t tell between
    the cops and the robbers, they both partners, they all heartless
    With no conscience, back streets stay darkened
    Where unbeliever hearts stay hardened
    My eagle talons STAY sharpened, like city lights stay throbbin
    You either make a way or stay sobbin, the Shiny Apple
    is bruised but sweet and if you choose to eat
    You could lose your teeth, many crews retreat
    Nightly news repeat, who got shot down and locked down
    Spotlight to savages, NASDAQ averages
    My narrative, rose to explain this existance
    Amidst the harbor lights which remain in the distance

    So much on my mind that I can’t recline
    Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine
    Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine
    Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline
    Heard the bass ride out like an ancient mating call
    I can’t take it y’all, I can feel the city breathin
    Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening
    Sigh before we die like the last train leaving

    [Talib Kweli]
    Breathin in deep city breaths, sittin on shitty steps
    we stoop to new lows, hell froze the night the city slept
    The beast crept through concrete jungles
    communicatin with one another
    And ghetto birds where waters fall
    from the hydrants to the gutters
    The beast walk the beats, but the beats we be makin
    You on the wrong side of the track, lookin visibly shaken
    Taken them plungers, plungin to death that’s painted by the numbers
    with crime unapplied pressure, cats is playin God
    but havin children by a lesser baby mother but fuck it
    we played against each other like puppets, swearin you got pull
    when the only pull you got is the wool over your eyes
    Gettin knowledge in jail like a blessing in disguise
    Look in the skies for God, what you see besides the smog
    is broken dreams flying away on the wings of the obscene
    Thoughts that people put in the air
    Places where you could get murdered over a glare
    But everything is fair
    It’s a paradox we call reality
    So keepin it real will make you casualty of abnormal normality
    Killers Born Naturally like, Mickey and Mallory
    Not knowing the ways’ll get you capped like an NBA salary
    Some cats be emceeing to illustrate what we be seeing
    Hard to be a spiritual being when shit is shakin what you believe in
    For trees to grow in Brooklyn, seeds need to be planted
    I’m asking if y’all feel me AND THE CROWD LEFT ME STRANDED
    My blood pressure boiled and rose, cause New York niggaz
    actin spoiled at shows, to the winners the spoils go
    I take the L, transfer to the 2, head to the gates
    New York life type trife the Roman Empire state

    [Mos Def and crew]
    So much on my mind I just can’t recline
    Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine
    Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine
    Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline
    Yo don’t the bass ride out like an ancient mating call
    I can’t take it y’all, I can feel the city breathin
    Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening
    Sigh before we die like the last train leaving

    [spanish speaking woman] Escuchela.. respirando ??

    [Common]
    Yo…on The Amen, Corner I stood lookin at my former hood
    Felt the spirit in the wind, knew my friend was gone for good
    Threw dirt on the casket, the hurt, I couldn’t mask it
    Mixin down emotions, struggle I hadn’t mastered
    I coreograph seven steps to heaven
    And hell, waiting to exhale and make the bread leavened
    Veteran of a cold war It’s Chica-I-go for
    What I know or, what’s known
    So some days I take the bus home, just to touch home
    From the crib I spend months gone
    Sat by the window with a clutched dome listenin to shorties cuss long
    Young girls with weak minds, but they butt strong
    Tried to call, or at least beep the Lord, but didn’t have a touch-tone
    It’s a dog-eat-dog world, you gotta mush on
    Some of this land I must own
    Outta the city, they want us gone
    Tearin down the ‘jects creatin plush homes
    My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones
    Surrounded by hate, yet I love home
    Ask my God how he thought travellin the world sound
    Found it hard to imagine he hadn’t been past downtown
    It’s deep, I heard the city breathe in its sleep
    Of reality I touch, but for me it’s hard to keep
    Deep, I heard my man breathe in his sleep
    Of reality I touch, but for me it’s hard to keep

    [Mos Def and crew]
    So much on my mind I just can’t recline
    Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine
    Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine
    Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline
    Yo how the bass ride out like an ancient mating call
    I can’t take it y’all, I can feel the city breathing
    Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening
    Kiss the Ide’s goodbye, I’m on the last train leaving



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