Black Star
Black Star - Redefiniton songtekst
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[Intro - Mos Def] Wha-wha-wha, wha-wha, wha-wha, wha-wha/ Wo-aaaahhhhhhh!/ One, two, three/ Mos Def and Talib Kweli/ We came to rock it on to the tip-top/ Best alliance in hip-hop, wo-ahh/ I said, one, two, tree, Blackstar shine eternally/ We came to rock it on to the tip-top/ And Hi-Tek make the beats drop, wo-ahh/ [Verse 1 - 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/ [Verse 2 - Mos Def] 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 the holy gas in your bag, 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/ Did 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?/ [Outro - Mos Def] One, two, three/ Mos Def and Talib Kweli/ We came to rock it on to the tip-top/ Best alliance in hip-hop, wo-ahh/ I said, one, two, three/ 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 rulin hip-ho-ah-ahh-ah-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh/ Woahhhh!/