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Reflection Eternal

Soul Rebels

 

Soul Rebels

(альбом: Train Of Thought - 2000)


[Talib Kweli:]
We do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)
It lives for us
We don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us

We do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)
It lives for us
We don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us

We do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)
It lives for us
We don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us

It's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'
Soul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go
Before this here blow like a volcano
We get eternal, this is what you waiting for
You try to front and play the role
When you more like a pimp who pay the ho
With my name up in your mouth like fellatio
I lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio
Of Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio
Underground classics is what they used to say before
Now we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose
They hate it, cause they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow
We still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio
The stakes is three feet high and rising like De La Soul
So I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo
We all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough
But y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'

[Maseo:]
(De La) is whatcha need, (Reflection) is whatcha need
We got the masters of the ceremonies
Blessing emcees (lip professing emcees)
From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D
(Let me hear you scream out loud) if you're somebody
Party to party, body to body
When we come into the jam we do it wildstyle

[Posdnous:]
Yo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain
It's the extravaganza we glad you came
Made only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim
For such a world figure, we got figures to gain
(Don't sleep on a nigga)
I ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cause we raw like Kane
Been known to mic spit, infinite per frame
While these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane
Ain't some old school G popping memory lane, been on it future robotic
Since the day I came
If you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name
Most recognized leo with my size in mane
Matter a fact track is simple and Plain
Cause the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain
Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'
We be shining the same

[Maseo:]
(De La) is whatcha need, (Reflection) is whatcha need
We got the masters of the ceremonies
Blessing emcees (lip professing emcees)
From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D
(Let me hear you scream out loud) if you're somebody
Party to party, body to body
When we come into the jam we do it wildstyle

[Dave:]
Y'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold
Shoot I've been holding these joints since I was day old
Came to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll
Stay cold til one day make it hot and fade old
Continue til I'm dyin, rotting out gray and old
I told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll
While I've been sitting at the table eating steak whole, side of greens
Baby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal
But they want to come spit your way so
So was I supposed to go and say no
Right emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll
I get my man to clamp they asses like they staples
I'm from LI we take it far as out as naples
And scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)
See once you bet it all against reflects eternal
You lose every rapper on a dept
Y'all need to pay ya dues

[Maseo:]
(De La) is whatcha need, (Reflection) is whatcha need
We got the masters of the ceremonies
Blessing emcees (lip professing emcees)
From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D
(Let me hear you scream out loud) if you're somebody
Party to party, body to body
When we come into the jam we do it wildstyle

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