Текст песни Talib Kweli Hi Tek f Piakhan, Supa Dav W - Train of Thought
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(Intro)Oh what`s up everybody this is Rick JamesTalib Kweli, DJ Hi Tek, Reflection Eternal(Chorus)[Supa Dav West]We Make the Music That Change your life`Bout to touch you just rightAll night we gonna to shine the light`Bout to touch you just right[Piakhan]Piakhan floating on the mighty clouds of joyBuilding a future, yo, for my baby boy (uh huh)I moved form the hood yet the shit still in meAnd your opinion is nothing to meI have plenty like bein` out of prisonWith a roof over my domeAnd possessing the gift such as sparking the microphoneAccumulate the provolone makin` it happen with TalibA Nattian cat we got em` snappin` Roberta Flackin` the track andKillin` em softly with out flossin`But yet the shine is glossy andthe run the lyrical train through your brain shitStrategy pain, I`m on some Clubber Lane shitWith 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 IMAXI live large stroke your mind, till you reach climaxTerrorist hijack on Hi Tek fly tracks front don`t try thatMy niggas got my back, you gotta relax, ease backWhat`s that all about with the feedback?All up in my mouth we don`t need that, the asphault is the place to be atWhere the people fire burn so bright you can see that believe thatIt 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 hipsMy favorite part on the face is the shape of the lipsYeah I wanna touch you there (right there)Your mind is my concubine, when I deliver shivers up your spineLike the bread and wine, my brains embedded with rhymesThat`s ahead of they time, I rock the better designYou cats ain`t got the touchYou 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 shakeWhen you play this (yeah), your crew is haters when they come Through with the newest/latest (like that)Reflection EternalShine light bright like the day till the sky turn purpleAnd the moon arrive, reflection through the nightThat touch you just right(Bridge)[Talib Kweli]With the rhythm, the rhythm, God bless the rhythmIt`s the rhythm, rhythm; yes ya`ll the rhythmShorty on the dance floor giving me rhythmHi Tek make ya`ll nod ya`ll neck to the rhythmAnd(Chorus) w/ minor variations (x2)[Talib Kweli]Uh yeah yeah yeahUh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh (x2)Clap your hands everybody (x4)