 [Talib Kweli]
Yo, fourth period, everybody meet me
in the lunchroom
I'm saying, the Drum Society comin in
there
You know I'm saying, Hi-Tek gonna
be there
I think Makeeba gonna be there too
(Yo Kwa!)
Know what I'm saying, ah man, ah
man
Definitely, definitely-definitely-definitely
Yo, yo-yo-yo, yo... Reflection Eternal,
Makeba Mooncycle
[Makeba Mooncycle]
Yo-yo, Yo-yo, I come before ya
bearing skills
Get you off like cheap thrills
Some may deny me, because of lack
of faith
I bring true lyrics, straight to your face
Here's a brand new testament, written
by me
Co-written by Makeba and Eternal
Kweli (Kweli)
Constant meditation last longer than
duration
Proper education is mind levitation
To stimulate quite simple
I clear all paths like Christ and the
temple
[Talib Kweli]
Coming with the skills that's essential
To even mention Brooklyn as the
residential
Ugh, the pictions be graphic
Cause how we be livin is tragic
So I take your imagination and I
stretch it like elastic
Ugh, some people treat oppurtunity
like a blunt and pass it
I see the mic as my oppurtunity and
so I grab it (hold it)
Mentally I live lavishly I cherish the
heredity
That's preparin me to be a
revolutionary till they bury me
Carry me in your thoughts forever
The way I put words together you
treasure
Ay-yo, whatever the weather instead
of clever I'm better
Cause I seize the time with reason
and rhyme
[Makeba Mooncycle]
Sometimes I flip the different flavors
This old school mama came ta save
ya
Cause I'm to old to scold, better
I like, ya know, puttin hearts on hold
But pay ya hand for the fold
Waiting to be taught, here's a whiff of
holy breath
I bring pain to your chest
LET'S CIVILIZE THE PEOPLE
Hang up your petty egos
I've got a shield on my back cause
people carry blades (true)
Getting caught off guard leaves you
in a shallow grave
Now here comes the ruler of the
night, better known as the moon
Bobbin with J-Rawls animated like a
'toon
Chorus: Kweli and Mooncycle
[T.B.] This for the kids cuttin up in the
lunchroom
[Both] I pulled your card like spades
and spit with major shit
The ill pitch you afraid to hit, it's
like that
[M.M.] Here we go
[T.B.] Here we go
[M.M.] Come on
[T.B.] Uh, come on
*repeat from here we go*
*repeat all*
[Talib Kweli]
This song is like a baby being born
(yes)
It'll stay in your head long after I'm
physically gone
Then the rest of the flesh is left for the
vulture
Makin me the anti-hero of the
counter-culture
Do you remember what you was doin
when you first heard this?
[Makeba Mooncycle]
I was singin to my sis, that's deeper
than abyss
It took the French to kiss, German
demolish
Feed the world from my breasts, a
written conquest
Lyrics are like permanent stains
Now you're usin' both sides of your
brain
Cause you never should go against
the grain
Acting like puppets, I own the string
Addicitive like coke, is the real thing
Check out the wisdom, that I bring
Church bells are ringin
Its the truth I'm speakin
Freak it like Sodom and Gomorrah
Check my holy ora, the reflection in
my order
Causes me to slaughter
Disect like biology, cover the Earth
like water
[Talib Kweli]
It's like sometimes cats like wanna be
all up in your psychology
No stoppin me or my man Hi-
Teknology
Follow me through global economies,
start thinkin logically
Be passionate you gotta be, your soul
is your property
On that you could place a bet before
I make you face your death
Make you rectrace your steps to
exact place you slipped
(Right there) To battle would be a
waste of breath
But see you chasin rep and you got
hit so hard
they had to replace your chest
You on the floor carrowing, turn your
punk ass over
You see me towering, my mic grip
tighter than the boa
You microscopic like protozoa or
amoebas
Slower than molasses so they call you
special
Makeba, yo, what they want, a
medal?
Chasin crimes like Hantzel and Gretel
when the dust settle
Every one of these cats who got gas
like pedals, got deflated
J-Rawls, Makeba, Kweli anticipated
New shit cause your style's so old it
depreciated {*echoes*}
You lost your value, money
Chorus
[Both] I pulled your card like spades
and spit with major shit
The ill pitch you afraid to hit, it's
like that
[M.M.] Here we go
[T.B.] Here we go
[M.M.] Come on
[T.B.] Uh, come on
*repeat from here we go*
*repeat all*
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