(Intro)

Oh what's up everybody this is Rick James

Talib Kweli, DJ Hi Tek, Reflection Eternal


(Chorus)

[Supa Dav West]

We Make the Music That Change your life

'Bout to touch you just right

All night we gonna to shine the light

'Bout to touch you just right


[Piakhan]

Piakhan floating on the mighty clouds of joy

Building a future, yo, for my baby boy (uh huh)

I moved form the hood yet the shit still in me

And your opinion is nothing to me

I have plenty like bein' out of prison

With a roof over my dome

And possessing the gift such as sparking the microphone

Accumulate the provolone makin' it happen with Talib

A Nattian cat we got em' snappin' Roberta Flackin' the track and

Killin' em softly with out flossin'

But yet the shine is glossy and

the run the lyrical train through your brain shit

Strategy pain, I'm on some Clubber Lane shit

With the iron, ain't no use in you trying "I ain't lyin'"

Through your ears mesmerize em'

It's about time we started risin'

Once again replace bullets with words, try to make it fun again


(Chorus) w/ minor variations


[Talib Kweli]

if the put my life on the screen then its got to  Be the IMAX

I live large stroke your mind, till you reach climax

Terrorist hijack on Hi Tek fly tracks front don't try that

My niggas got my back, you gotta relax, ease back

What's that all about with the feedback?

All up in my mouth we don't need that, 

the asphault is the place to be at

Where the people fire burn so bright you can see that believe that

It ain't light music (no)

We make the right music (true)

Keep it tight music (yes)

Affirmin' life music (come on)


(Chorus) w/ minor variations 


[Talib Kweli]

It's like girls got the bass all up in they hips

My favorite part on the face is the shape of the lips

Yeah I wanna touch you there (right there)

Your mind is my concubine, when I deliver shivers up your spine

Like the bread and wine, my brains embedded with rhymes

That's ahead of they time, I rock the better design

You cats ain't got the touch

You all suck, like getting head from a dime 

I run up in em and, clutch em' if they tremblin'

It's a rush like adrenaline, at a point break the joint shake

When you play this (yeah), your crew is haters when they come 

Through with the newest/latest (like that)

Reflection Eternal

Shine light bright like the day till the sky turn purple

And the moon arrive, reflection through the night

That touch you just right


(Bridge)

[Talib Kweli]

With the rhythm, the rhythm, God bless the rhythm

It's the rhythm, rhythm; yes ya'll the rhythm

Shorty on the dance floor giving me rhythm

Hi Tek make ya'll nod ya'll neck to the rhythm

And


(Chorus) w/ minor variations (x2)


[Talib Kweli]

Uh yeah yeah yeah

Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh (x2)


Clap your hands everybody (x4)