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Talib Kweli
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Inner Monologue
[Intro] Remember, whatever discipline you're in, whether you're a musician or a photographer, a fine artist or a cartoonist, a writer, a dancer, a singer, a designer — whatever you do, you have one thing that's unique:You have the ability to make art. Sometimes life is hard. Things go wrong — in life and in love and in business and in friendship and in health. And when things get tough, this is what you should do. Make good art
[Verse] This about to be the realest shit you ever heard I lynch rappers, got them hanging on my every word These bitch rappers be claiming they slinging heavy word Really snitch rappers, niggas singing like every bird Rich rappers, nah, I don't know them niggas Niggas don't get rich rapping, they selling clothes or liquor My flow is sicker cause I flow with vigor I'm no beginner, peep the whole agenda Control my center cause I gravitate with Gravitas This my inner monologue Burning down your party cause I cocktails and molotovs Crying mom, make you stop, lock and drop, don't get wally wa Actually battery in my back like a capita Got it popping, started on the B-side of Body Rock Direct affair, I'm running my shop like my mom and pop Modern day slavery, today they be on artist watch They treat them like a product you try to mount like a [?] Molly pop, niggas not caring if they body rot Partying like Mardi Gras, get the cream like Häagen-Dazs Golly gosh, this is Utopia, cornucopia I'm known to start revolts against the Romans like Zenobia Hoping to keep coping copious amounts of opiates Tried to start a union, but they bloc-ed me like a Soviet I hope to get them sick of explaining history I'm rolling with a circle of winners, we claim the victories It ain't a mystery, the hate'll make it bittersweet They hate when I engage to debate, like Wale's Twitter feed Who I'm kidding? I'm the great debater My crew stay winning, we stay innovating Your circle is rotten as great tomatoes Digging high with you, starting to dry snitching like [?] [?]I'm sipping vino where the vivid hue Haberdasher rocking [?]like Hasidic Jews Pitiful, rappers never stand up to the ridicule That's why I had to get at you [?]the fifth issue, nigga (Baby, just shine your light)
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