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Artist Talib Kweli & Dead Prez. Song Sharp Shooters. Typed by NLP * denmark Farum 3520. lirilommen@msn. com (stic. man). Everything is politics,I CHIN, Kweli, people army, you know it (M-1
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A keynote speaker's about to come on now. I just wanted to say a few words about him. And you all know who he is, Talib Kweli. Please, hold your applause 'til the end We are glad to come and hear
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through when you. Woo, yeah, come on Watch how Talib Kweli Greene do it. What I bring to it. You hear the theme music. My rhymes' life support, dog breathe to it. Rhymes are bright, the sunshine beams
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Let me, let me practice he he he, eh eh. Talib T'Kwi, Kweli, I can't say it. That's wack Yeah, you pronounce my name (Kweli), any questions?. I bring many blessings with my man HiTek and he from
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Intro - Talib Kweli. 7-18 stand up (c'mon) Talib Kweli, bk mc. Turn it up (yeah). We 'bout to drop it low. Baby I got the flow (yeah) to work your abdominal (I'm goin in). It's the lava flow
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nigga who they come to. For the hardcore, art of war, rhymes that I got in store. Triple W in curo son dot org. For education and culture, heads is waitin' for Mos to. Do the album with Kweli, we do
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I try, I try (that's all we can do). I try, you know I try. I try, I try (yeah). I try, you know I try K. West! Kweli!. Got searched on the plane, Arabic first name. Disturbed by the fame just
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(Kweli). Yeah, they wasn't expecting this, that's why ya. (Hahaha). Gotta hope for the best and play 'em for the worst, c'mon. (Muhfuckers is history). C'mon This the story of Lucy In The Sky
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. I'll tell you about myself My name is Kweli, and I like to spit it homie. I rap about love and life, ladies get to know me. If you feeling lonely, I could be your one and only. I put it out in the
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. Kurt Loder, asked me what I say to a dead cop's wife. Cops kill my people everyday, that's life We survive, it's more than pride, we stay alive, ready to ride My heart go out to everybody at Ground Zero
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dancer. What am I amusing to you?. You better have that answer. Toys for guns, I got guns for toys. Silencers bring the heat without bringing the noise. Bringing the funk of dead bodies. Go ahead
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ain't harder to tell when somebody stick you up. And put the hammer to you. They want them dead presidents like Stickman and Mutulu. With a gun to your jaw, these kids don't run anymore. Kicks is a
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, coming, in, I, will. Say it, once, more, so, you, can, hear, cause. You, need, to, get, up, right, now. And, move, with, this, yes, this, means, you. You, you Yo, mos def and talib kweli bring disaster
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only one thing that the dead understand that it's better to be alive. Now what you gonna do stick your head in the sand. You probably the type to fall for anything. And take that instead of a stand
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Yeah! Come on! What it is? It's the P-L-A -N-E-T R-O-C-K. Kweli, B-K S E-L A- V I. You could tell I be Hell a free like college radio. W Q H T gonna play me though. This hot * is to fly like
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species endangered like dolphins. Rappers is spittin nails into they own coffins (c'mon). Hear come the Dundee moves rocket-launchin (yeah). Black Thought, quit playin him close and back up off him Kweli
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Waitin' for the DJ to. Let your body rock (It's your boy Kweli, BK MC). So I can show you just what I got (Memph Blow in the house). Waitin' for the DJ to, let your body rock. So I can show you
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. Kweli I chop it up like raw cocaine. I drop gems at top ten, I'm not for the fame. You wanna test and I bet you get wrecked like lost planes yo In this journey you're the journal I'm the journalist. Am
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' introduce you to my dog kweli n go up in it If you got a spliff then put it in the air. If you want a rift then put it in the air. If you shakin yo' ass, put it in the air. If you makin it last, put it in
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knit. You diggin', know the clock don't stop tickin'. Glocks still spittin', the whole block politickin'. Like expresidents with they minds dead on arrival Leaving no evidence of a struggle for
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Notorious past what do we have. Niggas worth more when they dead, it's so sad. Started with the slavery we finish the plan. But I broke the cycle, and became a man Party people put a hand in the sky. ***
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commitment. Ready to forever roam. We at war like sister souljah and she welcome to my terror dome. Head strong our connection proved them haters dead wrong. From now to R. I. P. Proceeds my name up on
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' emcees (lip professin' emcees). From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D. (Let me hear you scream out loud) if you're somebody. Party to party, body to body. When we come
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Yeah, check it out now (uhh uhh uhh). Rah Digga y'all, Dirty Harriet (uhh!). Kweli, Xzibit, new millenium! (C'mon, check it) One, two, three, four. Grimy bitch stomp the bogey outside your front
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know how you feel, Kweli I know how you feel. (That's the sound of joy). See my brother, I know how you feel, Kweli, I know how you feel. (That's the sound of joy). So when you, have a seed, come in
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Candice. Who said her favorite rapper was the late great Francis. W-H-I-T, it's getting late mami, your screen saver say tweet. So you got to call me, and bring a friend for my friend. His name Kweli
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We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes. We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn. We go through "epidodes ii," like "attack of the clones". Work 'til we break our back an
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{This is a tear jerker} The revolution is here. The revolution is here people. I said it once, I'll say it twice. You gots to be ready. The revolution is inside of you. People, the revolution is
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I got a part to play, we're going hard these days. * the harder way, we're doing it the smarter way. To my god I pray, that's how I start my day. The bullets starts to spray the revolution starts t
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