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Talib Kweli
Talib Kweli


Background information
Birth name Talib Kweli Greene
Born October 3, 1975
Genre(s) Alternative Hip-Hop
Years active 1995—present
Label(s) Geffen Records
Rawkus Records
Blacksmith Records
Associated acts Kanye West
The Roots
Pharrell Williams
KRS-One
Mos Def
Black Star
Reflection Eternal
Madlib
Website Website



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Talib Kweli Lyrics

"RE:DEFinition" lyrics


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 hold a gat to your back, 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, skin
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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