Black Star (Yasiin Bey & Talib Kweli) - Fix Up Lyrics

Black Star (Yasiin Bey & Talib Kweli) - Fix Up Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Yasiin Bey]
Fix up, look sharp, yo
I resolve, me and mine involved
A lot of cats talk live, they ain’t live at all
Sideline check, hush when it’s time to ball
Said you was charged an’ all, I’m surprised at y’all
You could have a thousand rhymes, a thousand dimes
The house to shine, coupes on the routes recline
Be on Greenwich Mean, Beech Street, or Mountain time
But weigh it up, duke your power ain’t a ounce of mine
You’re down for mine, ashy and ground for mine
Yasiin so clear, true, pronounce divine
Pull down ya blinds, shade them out or shine
Everything from Bangkok to Bucktown is mine
Say Black Star, great things sprout to mind
Full moons and starry nights, new life and true light
Desert flames and ancient names, cinematic classic frames
Beautiful and fantastic things
Like peace, equality; Allah see everything
Don’t call it a comeback, I was home anyway
Ain’t missed a measure for all any time we been away
Travelling man I carry home with me every day
Bey, slim body push heavy weight
Fix up look sharp, elevate
And I don’t mean Copperfield or David Blaine
We on solid ground and far above the clouds
Black Star

[Verse 2: Talib Kweli]
The wait is over, or is it overweight
The game is bloated, there’s no escape
They sub-standard, we substantial
We got the great names, they got them love handles
We slimming down, trim the fat
Sit it down with all that chitter-chat
You talking this and that, simmer down
Got my name in your mouth, spit it out, son
The music so powerful, use it to see the parallels
I could make it rain but I make it plainer than Malcolm does
Black Star, baby powder fresher than the talcum, yup
People charged up, yup, we good with or without the plug
You doubted us, but you’re still hating – wow, I’m proud of ya!
Committed to your cause and it’s caused you to be a sourpuss
Ain’t a number that could measure your level of cowardice
You Power Puff, you pale in comparison, don’t get out enough
Turn up the motherfuckers, the speakers ain’t nearly loud enough
Black Star rocking it, Chaka would be proud of us
You had enough, callous as shallow and narrow-mindedness
Preparing for the battle, the shadows is where you finding us
You trying to bust – you dead, you synthetic as a designer drug
The populace is ignorant -– thank you for reminding us
Separate myself from these rappers who hustle backwards
Yup, they got zero property, like the laws of algebra

[Hook: Yasiin Bey]
Fix up look sharp
Black Star, good God
And when the sky look dark
Shine a light, look ahead, look up

[Verse 3: Both]
Malcolm X and Marley Marl, the word of God, the works of art
Portraits of the brain and other unexplained phenomenon
Shut down Babylon, smash all automaton
Feel the beat, got ‘em feeling geeked like it’s Comic-Con
Far from the hardy-har, more like a Tomahawk, rocket launch
Ali right cross knock they choppers off
Kweli and Mr. Bey, fresh not from concentrate
Looking very sharp today – thank you brother, Danke Schoen
Crowd working more than German engineering
And all the frequency they thought they hear the interference
Flashes of the spirit
Seekers of the clearing
They say that the tongue is the mirror of the heart so mirror mirror
Look, in that window is a freedom fighter’s grandson
Fixed up looking sharp, automatic handgun
Look, parade, caravan, diplomat, degenerate
Messiah, pariah, the leader of the syndicate
Peace treaty written in loophole penmanship
Same rows, two sides, palaces and tenements
Dispossesed made a tongue noble open the lonely heart
Peel apart, come together, come together, peel apart
Come together

Props: Lyrics submitted by Martin H

[Hook]

Kanye West, Mos Def Freestyle Cypher At Blue Note NYC Lyrics

Kanye West, Mos Def & Lupe Fiasco Freestyle Cypher At Blue Note NYC Lyrics:

[Kanye West]

It’s like I wanna spit something written

But keep forgetting

So I guess it’s from the heart from the start

Played my part

Seemed like I just wasn’t reaching the charts

5000 hours, rewritting Power

Over and over

Some nights sober, some nights gone off the Henny as usual

So unusual to be in this position

Everything I say everybody tryna diss ‘em

Everybody playin him, truth be told

The last n-gga ever let the truth be told

And oh Mos Def ran to my home

And said they gon have yo ass gone

Light jokes, you keep playin with them white folks

Cant even take the piss

They gon’ test your urine

Cut all the sponsorship for the touring!

“Where the Dark Fantasy tour at Ye?”

I dont know, ask, ask Hennesy (thats Coca-Cola)

Say ‘he aint clean enough’

but rappers aint mean enough?

Enough lashes like I aint seen enough

On the real, this is like the Neo-Emmitt Till

Whistling- Get yo f-cking ass killed

Lets keep this shit real!

Now who the realest

Everybody feel this

And everyday of my life, people try to tell me that I hate the whites

Cuz I said wats right

I go to sleep and deal wit it every night

And wake up every morning

And walk to the liquor store or coffee store shop on the Mersa wats worser?

Its no verse that would reverse the-

In print or in cursive

They curse the name, or maybe call me Kane

Lets have a ‘toast for the douche bags’

Then people wanna talk about me on blogs because I like clothes like look at this fag

Thats what I have to deal wit real shit

Yall dont even understand, what it take to be a real man

A black man interested in art, speaking from the heart and playin’ my part

All this illuminati talk, like my first hit single wasnt ‘Jesus Walks’

For many years, these aint rhymes these is muthaf-cking tears

They playin’ wit n-ggas careers

Felt like I’m the only real n-gga here

From my last breath

They kicked me out the awards and my n-gga Diddy left

Then they even set Beyonce up to give the Award back

Didn’t even know I afford that

And she rode the wave as I rode the slave

As I felt like a slave as they try to put my shit up in the grave

N-gga behave, n-gga behave

Be the first ?

I bet ya no one else would ever say nuttin’ and stay frontin’

And get up and just perform, Shit is enormous

Shout out to Steve Stout, you know what this shit ’bout

My whole family, now I’m scared of Grammy’s

Cause everybody know that Dark Fantasy was the highest rated album in history

So I just avoided it, not to be exploited, not to be recorded

Cause I cannot afford it, I cannot afford more shit to be in more debt

Uh, it’s too real for these n-ggas, you feel for these n-ggas

How I feel to be a black man, you say something wrong, nobody understand

Money, power, black, opinion, pick two, they would kill ya.

[Mos Def]

No matter what goes on

They may not agree, they may not understand

But God got a plan, to put the mic in my hand

and his hand and that hand

And ideas, and all of theres

And the end, everybody up in here, in this atmosphere

So make it clear, live long and prosper

Much success, even if you wish me the opposite

? I stay on my job

Try to pray to keep my heart from going harm

And I aint perfect, you know that from old me

My life is real even when I’m in the movies

I’m on the ave, I’m in the cave

I buried my Grandmother on Thursday, two weeks ago

My life is real, as it ever been

To all my friends and even foes

Each and every one of those, let em know

I shine a globe, even in the dark, stay smart

Stay sharp, as a harp played by a musician in this position

Feel blessed to make the whole World listen

And just glisten without even trying

Even when I die, I wont stay dead

And its straight off the head, and its straight out the lungs

Looking fly, fresh, old man, so young

And I’m straight from the slums

And never been above so the ba-bum-ba-bum-bum-pum-pum…

This thing ups, let us all give some

Number one yo, I’m number none, no comparision

And make the whole world aware of it

Brooklyn in the building we take care of it

Peace out to all the Sagittarius

And happy birthday Pisces and Aries too

And this go out to all area crew

And if you come from the 78 scene and you just like me

Say it over ?

From the present, and the past and the future and beyond

Me and Lupe and Kanye we play the song and get it on

Kanye West – Dont Look Down ft Mos Def, Lupe Fiasco, Big Sean Lyrics

Kanye West – Dont Look Down ft Mos Def, Lupe Fiasco, Big Sean Lyrics:
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[Mos Def]
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
fly like an eagle, whatever you do
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
spread your wings, aerial
[Lupe Fiasco]
Head to the sky, wings raised in
shes about to fly and take her place in
out there in the stars, when she leaves the ground
she’ll see a broken heart, if she turns around
but aint no going back, this is how it must be
he told her, she’ll be burned alive
she just told him trust me
if funerals are beautiful, this ugly
knowing she told her you’ll leave me if you loved me
and he knows that, because he knows her
hard to hide his feeling’s as it engulfs her
now she’s a bright blaze, light rays
a shooting out Phoenix on fire buring up the night scape
so lets hear it for our heroine, applaud as our spirits fly into the never end
one closed chapter, it opens up another part
so this is more like, the end, question mark (question mark, question mark)
[Mos Def]
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
fly like an eagle, whatever you do
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
spread your wings, aerial
[Kanye West]
Don’t let me hold you back
I only hold you back
we on a dead-end street, this block has got a cul-de-sac
so fly baby, my baby, so high, sometimes its so hard to say bye
we made it from the alley straight up to ballet
we pulled up to the valet, we’ll teach our daughter ballet
we’ll raise us a Beyonce, maybe she’ll be a Halle
you woulda been the best mom
I would have been the best ‘Ye
you see it all in my veins, like varicose
I know thats very gross but we getting very close
to our end, though I killed most with a pen
soon as this flow end, I’ma let Mos begin
[Mos Def]
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
fly like an eagle, whatever you do
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
spread your wings, aerial
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
fly like an eagle, whatever you do
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
spread your wings, aerial
How could you do it
how could you do it
[Big Sean]
Okay now baby here we go, we go
no baby, me go
you got my heart
baby this what it be for
I give it all as far as my feet go
what do you mean, me go
why can’t it be, we go
what happens when people turn to tears
dreams turn to memories
and weeks turn to years
huh? standing in the same spot for a couple of weeks
give me my feelings back, wish it came with a couple reciepts
man, our vacation was coming next week
girl I swear you was a trip, lets make it a couples retreat (do it)
how cud my girl do this to me
woke up sayin no, the World did this to me
now I’m testing one two
reportin live from the rubble
drinking all I can so I can turn to fire when I hug you
one, two, three, four, five models on the double
give me head all at once look like they line in a huddle
but its not even half the feeling as hearing you shine
she know I love ya, shedding tears everyday
and I’m tired of lying in these puddles
I ask “Y” sometimes like a f-cking vowel
but hitting tree’s everyday like a f-cking owl
trying to get high enough to cut the clouds
caught the Phoenix Sun to Nash it out, I mean ash it out.
so I could see you smile
I-I know you can see me now
[Mos Def]
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
fly like an eagle, whatever you do
Don’t look down, its an impossible view
spread your wings, aerial
[End]

Kanye West- Lord Lord Lord Ft. Mos Def, Swizz Beatz, Raekwon & Charlie Wilson Lyrics

Kanye West- Lord Lord Lord Ft. Mos Def, Swizz Beatz, Raekwon & Charlie Wilson Lyrics:

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[Mos Def]

The power of observation

Marvells and frights, its strange delights

Attributes, properties, disciplines and novelties

Exstactic patterns in the calender design

Wilderness tours got it buying for the blind

(?) is still sweating through the shade

Who knew those lights only grew bright to fame

Dead wrong pagentry lottery and games

Slight of hand provided by extravagant and fake

The carnival till bell hustle for the age

They clutch what they covet but what must they give away

Who was uninvited who was asked to come and stay

Surprise it’s your life its your business anyway so please

Pardonly such curious minds

Peace safe passage, precious time

Hither and gone, the day of days

(?) this tiny stone illuminated by a star far gone

Only star so large, many more

To make our largest star show small

Furthermore the end is not the end nostop but I’m pausing

What we can witness is all that isn’t all

(?) scotch and pork chops

The passion of expansion the order of the random

See the dreamers see the sleepers

(?) sweet jesus and life on Earth

Seek heaven first

Let put in this work

Lord Lord lord

Lord Lord lord

This is something special

This is something new

[Kanye West]

Her heels set the mood

Where did you acquire those are liars

When I met you I heard Jesus bells, strings and a choir

I got lines better than n-ggas albums, plural

King of the urban make your sh-t sound rural

She said I hit it so deep she need an epidural

Them other n-ggas have you looking like a squirral

And thats nuts, I only hang around with white boys that like black sluts.

Tell em plain pat yo that track sucks

We aint dissin’ you between the position you play something for us to listen to

I’m tryin’ to worry about my scratch minus the crabs

I aint stopping for you n-ggas like yellow cabs

I got scripts so why we need a movie

And if I’m a douche than put me in your coogi

I swear they should have never gave these n-ggas loosely

Excuse me if I’m trapped by the boobies

Boobie trap, holla back

[Swizz Beatz]

AK on the lap like whats that

Clik clak

This is something special

This is something new

All white Bentley I call that momma

My life crazy like Obama’s

You talk slick well I’m Osama

Bin Laden, whats happenin’ I get it crackin’

All black carpet, Ima rich yeah

Its gonna take you a couple years to get this here

Thank AP while they thank me

And I’d be mad too if you aint me

Call me Mr D’s or Mister boss

See me riding clean in a Rolls Royce

N-ggas talking funny that’s old money

N-ggas looking crazy but they acting funny

Nowadays rappers, they like bloggers

You see me I’ma a bank (?)

Coming through your hood and I brings trucks

With 25′s on it like what the f-ck

Hundred feet and better why they f-ck you stick

Paparzzi on the water, why the f-ck you stick

My face got the f-ck you pricks

My beats go hard like f-ck you d-cks

Pourin’ champagne damn thing

Sit there rockin’ sway n-gga in the damn ring

Aint a damn thing, money aint a damn thing

Ask Yeezy and most we do the god damn thing

Get down to the precious lovers

[Chorus]

Lord Lord Lord

This is something special

Lord Lord Lord

This is something special

[Raekwon]

Ayo open glass on my fingers

I sit back like I’m caged but still cakin’

My n-ggas is hatin’

It’s like being in the livest Lambo in the hood

You a piece of steak I’d rather be that than some bacon

Every project is a throne, only just bigger stones they throw

That why I wear a big hat and roll weed

Gone if you don’t know where you came or when you came

All you know is weed and cocaine

Non believers no game

I’m zooted down, rollin’ a spliff

Maxin’ flamin’ like wheres the attraction

I’m son he’s attracted

Guaranteed to service the real n-ggas

Or cruisin’ in a Volvo

Duffy for dolo

Puffy polo

That blow house is where I reside

Live amongst fiends, countin’ currency hittin’ blunts

Only to hear the door rumble

Grab the four hope it aint the law

Or maybe some n-gga tryna score

[Charlie Wilson]

Lord Lord Lord

Lord Lord Lord

Lord Lord Lord