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Mood f Talib Kweli

Sacred Part 1

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[Talib Kweli]Yeah, this is dedicatedTo all ya`ll ma`fuckas who be listenin to lyricsYou know there`s a lot bullshit in the industry right now(Hi-Tek) But see this hip hop is sacred to usNa`msayin, sacredGot Dr. Francis Cress up in here (Eternal Reflect)Na`msayin, Mad House up in this mothafuckerWe boycott, what`s the name of that store, Coger`sYeah, outta hereNow listen, really try to understand what we tryin to say to you hereNa`msayin....Ghetto children steady rotting but ain`t no stoppinRottin flesh under the sunMakes a perfect place for a FLY to nestSettle down inside the corroded chestSo it could raise it`s own seed, yes yesLies don`t know what it means to be oppressedThey got no feelings to expressThere`s a tendency in bastardation we keep facinA sell-out, there is no toleration, get the hell out Or more bodies is wastinA way in the street, in between the people basingDodgin rain drops from the sky, thinkin they flyAin`t that a bitch?Rich or thick ass from the heads on the blockNot realizing they duty involves civilizingTryin to understand but FUCK ITI need about a grand to get cash in my handWhere maggots in the chest cavityGravity be workin againstAnd so they downplayin the fence...Refusin to fly, the maggot don`t quitIt grow into a fly and be on some next shit...You will get yours within this timeI master mics and I master mindsUnconcious MC`s, it`s disaster timeWasn`t my fault you couldn`t read the signsRead the signs, read the signsWasn`t my fault you couldn`t read the signs[?]Sent as the real, earth killTaintin my spill for bad deals, gives a chillWe`re only trife, advancin bag mills but still (Do do do)Chances on the hill, we`re twice as ill when I reveal[Main Flo]My sign read, gain my speed wit con weedThroughout my rhyme greed, I`ve always made the lines bleedI escape jakes cross-state wit rival lotto fatesI stifle piracy in shadows where I hibernateIt`s smoke-filled caverns, ills plus the lighters flockBiters jock, I stifle heads just like I`m writer`s blockI`m killin patients, injected for the seven nationsWorld got hatred, tryin to sue for reperationsCross the station, insomniacs is facin silhouettesWhile lyin on death beds, I murder crews wit pillow sets[Talib Kweli]You will gets yours within this time My master mics and I master mindsUnconcious MC`s it`s disaster timeWasn`t my fault you couldn`t read the sign *echoes*[?] 2x`98 scripts become the norm in the stormThat`s why he has came in multiple form`98 scripts becomes the norm in the stormThat`s why he has came in multiple form`98 scripts become the norm--*gunshot*[Main Flo]You know my crew, I`m seekin righteousness wit them, godA ?spearlessly? escaped to rims of nimrodAdvanced writing skills, form micro-fieldsMind at ease, drinkin teas, now that on hikin hillsDidactic carry us from crevices to variousRevealed in the ancient most that cover areasWit philosophic mic prophet seek the higher gossitWhen I cease, I`m like an Arab takin liars hostage[Talib Kweli]Nigga, we would never deliberately deceive youThis is too sacred for thatWe would never lie to youWe keep this shit too sacred for thatWe would never tell you un-truths, half-truthsPlease, that`s a devil`s jobFuck that*beat changes*[Donte]Keep, keep one open if you sleepThe shadow`s on whitewalls when night falls on the streetsCertain priests bear the mark of the priestCame in the name of peace and left your brain fleeceAll these teachAnd preach, they down wit the policeIn the nightime they shootin up dope, and drinkin white winesTo givin pipe lines, blame it on the crack fiendsAnd black teens gettin AIDS from the vaccinesThey set you upShoot you up to spook you upIsolated, plainly stated, you been betrayedI bring knowledge to solid Foul styles polishedBe havin sessions wit history lessonsGet demolished, I`m hi-techDisect to lie detectDays and last, no cash, can`t write a checkIt`s foretold, prepare to travel far rowsBar codes, laws hold those playin star rolesBe down key like Lee, handle yo` business tightlyRightly, outta mind outta sight seeWhoever said it, read it then probably get beheaded

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