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Talib Kweli - Flash Gordon

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Uploaded by on Mar 16, 2008

this is a song from the 2005 mixtape "Right about now"

Lyrics:
Intro]
Yeah
Kweli in the house
Dave West is what I'm talkin' about, you know?
Yea yea yea yo yea yo yea yea yea yo yea yo Yea yea yea yooohh yooohh

[Verse]
Make a joy for noise until the lord people have flawed
Cause the pen is mightyer than the sword
Leavin' the floor
Cause my words cut deeper than a tissue massage
I got hooks and lines that sink y'all like the fishermens ride
I'm on mission for god he blessed me to spit it this hard
A lot of niggaz star shit but they don't finish the job
I'm like Minister Farrakhan or an african that finish' the marathon
The pain in my voice is *?*
No matter what playin' 'em on I carry on
Even if the dawn is over head I carry on
Then a Flash Gordons scar on my face is a *?*
Passports splash with blood from the battle I last fought in
I want to cash all in
Or I start breakin' like glass *?* put The Blast on 'em like my last tourin'
Or fast forward just to catch what I say
Yo I say some shit like that just to mess with your head, come on

[Chorus]
Grabbin' the black steel, bowh
In the hour of cast
We ain't rapper till they pay us, is that real?
We got babies
We got bills
Put your hands up in the air if you know how I feel
And let it out (let it out)
Get it out (get it out)
Work it out (work it out)
Sweat it out

[Hook]
I don't know
If you know
My history I do it big

Like Notorious did
Get all the play like this accordin' the kid
Gangster like knock out never little *?* all in his *?*
Crazy like the little hand on the seven, the big hand on the six
J-Lo, yo
Whether you all in the mix or if you stay low
Everybody say hoooo hoooo hoooo hoooo

[Hook]
I don't know
If you know
My history you don't know me

Chop the game till it's blue like a varicose vein
And I can't remember the last time I felt this terrible pain
And the whole shit blew up
Was it in vain ?
They'll be lookin' through the rubble like they searchin' for Hussein
I'm lookin through the club I'm really searchin for who's sane
The music got everyone crazy and who to blame
People pair think there'll be some uglyness up their hair
End up in intensive care with a *?* stare, you know?

[Chorus]
Grabbin' the black steel, bowh
In the hour of cast
We ain't rapper till they pay us, is that real?
We got babies
We got bills
Put your hands up in the air if you know how I feel (feel it)
And let it out (let it out)
Get it out (get it out)
Work it out (work it out)
Sweat it out

[Hook]
I don't know
If you know
My history you don't know me

It's the black hand bustin' the tek
Gettin' it wet without bustin' a sweat
Swingin' for the upper deck
It's the black man cuttin' the check
The nigger's the boss
The niggers want to test if they addicted to laws
I spit on the floor
The right hook will get at you, yo
Make to track my baby mama when I'm hittin' it raw
I rap through:
Wars and tours and whores on the floors I did it for force
so I spit at all the shit that I saw
I party with supermodels who wanna take of they clothes
The ones who smokin' cocain so they don't fuck up they nose
I walked the slums of Soweto and the streets of Havanna
Takin' pictures with kids who never seen a camera
From the land of the alabama since the night in the cally
Bumpin' gangster music like a freedoms song in the rally
Out the back of yo' *?* give you the skitty like Ally McBeal
It's the black steel, Brooklyn know the deal, what?!

[Chorus]
Grabbin' the black steel, bowh
In the hour of cast
We ain't rapper till they pay us, is that real?
We got babies (yeah)
We got bills (yeah)
Put your hands up in the air if you know how I feel (come on)
And let it out (let it out)
Get it out (get it out)
Work it out (work it out)
Sweat it out

[Hook] - repeat 4X with various adlibs
I don't know
If you know
My history you don't know me

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  • crazy beat, sick lyrics, typical kweli

  • back when kweli was hungry for hip hop!

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  • ah man, 19 yrs old, discovering real mc's. now 25, still love this shit, the beat is sick

  • ah man, 18 yrs old, finding k-os, guru, grand puba, q-tip, talib, im now 25, still love this shit

  • KWELI is top 3 alive!!!!!!!!!!!!

    

  • love this mans lyrics!

  • Love Kweli man he keeps it real no bullshit, and some fukin phat beats, this is a great example

  • its black steel in the hour of chaos not cast

  • yo..its the black steel in the hour of chaos not cash

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