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| 2. |
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| 3. |
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| 4. |
| 3:07 |
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| 5. |
| 4:12 | 
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Yo, we keep it type raw, and know exactly what we fight for when the nightfall come, we in the right war Cats who spill blood for a cause, not just because Defy the authority and follow God's law Revolutionary entrepeneurs; who make the fans clap they hands and stompin the floor not start the applause (Ahhh ssssh! Yeah!) Thank you very much, without further adieu Let me duce the rest of my crew, Mos Def! Yo, I am the world renowned, verb adjective adverb pronoun preposition suffix prefix Original or remix, sunburst and eclipse Me and Kwe' combine like strands on a double-helix My speech seasoned, with dialect of my region Booga-nam Brooklyn Bed-Stuy Eastern Where youth and policemen, they nah reach agreement Pressure in the mornin, pressure in the evenin You, need, to, get, up, right, now and, move, with, this, yes, this, means, you You, you Yeahh, alright yeah, alright yeah, alright yeah Alright yeah, alright yeah, alright yeah, yeah-ehhhh Uh, uh, uh, uh, yo, yo, yo Things changed since we came out, been some shit in New York Niggaz stopped gettin jig in New York, bloods and crips in New York The Y-2-K celebration wasn't big in New York Babylon live in New York, should I keep a crib in New York or just V.I., to handle my B.I. When with my A-Alikes we see with three eyes Yo Kweli I agree I, was thinkin the same thing myself Smog in the city ain't no good for your health Things changed in New York, type strange in New York Forty-Deuce don't look the same in New York Just politics, tricks and big games in New York Switched trains a writer can't get fame in New York Internet and Wall Street got paid in New York Poor folks and workin class got slayed in New York Even still, everyday they make weight in New York Flashlights lookin for a brighter day in New York In New York they say it's - red hot Will the temperature ease up?Black I guess not It's multi-lane traffic, no sign for rest stops No corner breaks, put on your gloves and just box No dance school to teach you to wop and bus stop Better get up in the booth, hop up and just rock If you think it's like that, it's not so just stop All mankind time runnin down on one watch, just watch If, you, are, just, coming, in, I, will say it, once, more, so, you, can, hear, cause You, need, to, get, up, right, now and, move, with, this, yes, this, means, you You, you Yo, Mos Def and Talib Kweli bring disaster to the industry We best-sellin authors writin great chapters in history These cats undercover like gay rappers dealin with mystery My platinum grey matter spray batter that's specifically designed to make rappers break faster than eggshells in the mornin Inhaled the divine in that's laid dormant Water from the well STAY pourin I answer back when I hear fate callin Freedom fighter ready to attack at the crack of a new day dawnin Way more than necessary skills for the application My flow is Great like the Lakes and it rocks like Applachains My facts more than make up for what you lack in imagination You more confused than Tiger Woods when he made up Cabalaysian I'm sayin! Break bounds like the jet Concorde Win awards before I leave for my (?) world tour When they scream encore, that's when they want more Flow steadily, whether I'm on or off shore High potent, zone coastin, no jokin Safecracker sniff gon' keep the joint open Peep the focus, high resolution, high reception My "Train of Thought" connectin with my bredren from Reflection like You, need, to, get, up, right, now and, move, with, this, yes, this, means, you, again! You, need, to, get, up, right, now and, move, with, this, yes, this, means, you, we goin New York Philly Chicago Detroit Miami D.C. L.A. The world London Amsterdam Paris Japan Any place that a human being might stand, we goin.. |
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| 6. |
| 3:26 |
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Yo, when the bass thump, the place jump Like it's way crunk, yeah, Fake punks get they face lumped Sent to the most high, by the most fit You gotta do, fuck that almost shit The fam is close knit You diggin', know the clock don't stop tickin' Glocks still spittin', the whole block politickin' Lik epresidents with they minds dead on arrival Leaving no evidence of a struggle for survival Songs relevant to the times like the psalms read in the Bible Stepping to this leaves thoughts in your head 'it's suicidal' It's the T to the A-L-I-B the deep rooter Rolling with my Wannabattle cats with Chief Buddha And see through the overspecialized Underpressurized No lie texturized Emcees who got the masses mesmerized With empty rhetoric They better quit NIggas so hollow that they echo like sentiments Nowadays rap artists coming halfhearted Commercial like pop, or underground like black markets Where were you when hiphop died? Is it too early to mourn? Is it too late to ride? (6x) Kwa is chillin', Tone is chillin' What more can I say, we stay building And make killings Take children through the wilderness, by the hand It's a great feeling, show 'em how to be a man Exactly, pack trees in my khakis My sound fat like a knee While you thin like a Mackey C'mon, shine so bright when I walk by You got ta squint like the motherfucking sun in your eye What! Say something You stay fronting It ain't nothing, let off like I'm big game hunting Me and Tek stay way blunted Wave running on beaches with white sand With a slight tan Smack the mic stand with my right hand When I'm excited Leave you so far in the dust that you forced to bite it On fire like property lost to riots Yo, ain't no stopping us when we all united Chorus |
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| 3:59 |
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[talking] Yo, you know what we got to do, man, we need to get a whole CD. Get a collection of all the music and everything we've ever done. [woman singing] Bringing back sweet memories (3x) Life, living in Flatbush and going to house parties Red lights, bumping, life is what you make it, then sorry In my lifetime, ain't done too many things better than watching your first son put his sentences together Yo, it kinda make me think of way back when I was the portrait of the artist as a young man All them teenage dreams of rapping Writing rhymes on napkins Was really visualization Making this shit actually happen It's like something come through me That truly just consume me Speaking through the voices of the spirits speaking to me I think back in the day, I absorbed everything like a sponge Took a plunge into my past to share with my son Bringing back sweet memories (3x) Like thoughts out the back of my mind Going back in some time Like when you used to cut and had to go to the back of the line Look back and you find Tracks that make you relax and recline Now cats rap about packing a nine When they lacking divine Inspiration Running out of topics of conversation Well I drop it in the pocket because rocking's my occupation I do it remarkably, spark up a leaf And possibly you could follow me Tap into your chi Utilize your memory To help you see clearly, then get back to me Actually, nothing's new under the sun So when life be stressing me My remedy is 'bringing back sweet memories' Like the faces that are woven in the fabric of my consciousness )From cities where making 21's a big accomplishment Like when my people understood their prominence And my past life visions of the continent Like the first time I saw KRS live, rockin' it I heard Resurrection by Common Sense Dominant in my psyche I chose my direction like Spike Lee To speak my life through mics, and I never take it lightly It might be something you did to bring you down when you were high But that karma's a bitch, you steady asking God why Like when my parents first split up Yo, I was illin' Seems like some years they was together for the sake of the children And I love them for that I don't know if they saw that So I'ma say it, and convey it when the world play it (3x) Bringing back sweet memories (3x) Like black is beautiful, names from the seventies Let me tap into your energy Fields of dreams become my property When I reach my destiny like a prophecy Especially when I 'm 'bringing back sweet memories' I got deep into my mind, see I got a treasury That float through my head like a sweet melody What you telling me Reflection is a collection of memories Definitely this is how hiphop was meant to be Eventually, I knew I'd run into Hi-Teknology It was only a matter of time like centuries Check the recipe or technique to how it sound so sweet I freak with word power, my man speak with beats If I could make it in New York, I figured anywhere I'd make it Came to Cincinnati linked with Mood, and we did Sacred Hi-Tek beats became my favorite Hussle on the Side was the cut We started to put songs together like 'What!' Travelled the world, came back to the crib And hit the motherland Yeah, this year we put in work and got some other plans In fact, that's where I'll take the fam when the Reflection joint is done By the time you hear this, I'll be basking in African sun Like Wow! We made it We here |
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| 4:10 |
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(talking) If you can talk you can sing If you can walk you can dance That's an old proverb from Zimbabwe You know what I mean If you can talk you can sing If you can walk you can dance Yeah, and the trumpet is blown Yeah, alright, C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon Alright, Wooh! (talking) Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, one more time Yo, anybody can tell you how it is What we putting down right here is how it is and how it could be Reflection Eternal for real And with that- These cats is no match Plus they lack a certain knack for rapping Chasing but they never catch the wagon Like rerunning what's hap'ning Since back when They had potty issues and snotty tissues, we been rockin' Think you poppin' next year nobody will miss you My thoughts is too advanced for the artists on these labels They come sweeter than sabal and softer than mashed potatoes I tried to told you the rhymes run over emcees like Land Rovers Took 'em back in time like Sam Kofa, Sam Kofa We stand over the Atlantic, looking broad like a man's shoulders The fire is trapped in a belly, ready to pop like canned soda We outlasting, from middle passage Touched down in New York Cincinnatay! Big Ohio status what you thought Money it's classic these bastards try to treat us like cattle So life has been a constant battle, battle Rising above the crabs in the barrel Way too used to living in death's shadow We stay on point like the best arrow, arrow We hit the target accurate Star shit, back it up When we hit town, y'all niggas pack it up That's how we get down, straight smash it up Like a whip, hydroplaning Hydro on the brain and maintaining Game changing into subtle shit, we remain blatant Yo, got to tell you to your face You get replaced in this game, by Kweli Place the face with the name These cats drink champagne and toast to death and pain Like slaves on a ship talking about who got the flyest chain (talking) Yo, we the reflection of our ancestors We'd like to thank you for the building blocks you left us Cause your spirit possessed us Yo, you blessed us Thank you very much (7x) Yo, we the reflection of our ancestors We'd like to thank you for the building blocks you left us Cause your spirit possessed us Yo, you blessed us Thank you very much God bless you (7x) |
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| 3:52 |
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| 1:51 |
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| 2:59 |
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| 12. |
| 1:09 |
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| 13. |
| 5:03 |
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Talib Kweli] Yo we're going to have the word love in many different languages translated all through the track So whenever you hear the word love Know that it's going to be in a different language The language of love cannot be translated yo Love is blind you just see bright light You up in the club feelin' the night life lookin' for the right type Blood rushing to your heart making it beat When she swept you off your feet and made it complete You know the plan you had to conquer the world Thinking you Scarface, looking for that perfect girl And now you found her Started with romantic, then got to frantic Then things thats normally small become gigantic Now y'all sinkin like the Titanic here come the panic Bein with you like a habit without you I can't stand it It's tragic when you wonder when you lost that magic Without understanding that you never had it try to grab it In the bed gettin a nut off, communication cut off Getting mad cause you turned or wondering where she shut off Constantly comparing you to someone in my past We don't smile anymore, and we argue over cash Advance to that physical shit See what happens if you keep talkin See what happens if you lay a finger on me motherf... Yo, see what I'm sayin' It's like one big mind game that everybody playin and Niggas say bitches is trife, bitches say niggas is We just don't understand our fundamental differences I'm still learning though, actually I just do what come naturally, naturally, naturally (Chorus): L'amour n'a pas de, frontiere (Love has no boundaries) Restes car je t'aime comme tu es (Stay because I love you as you are) J'ai traverse l'ocean du verbe (I crossed an ocean of words) Et je t'ai trouve (And I found you) [Talib Kweli] Women thrive on emotions, men refuse to acknowledge So when we arguin nobody win Words get in the way time and again Sticks and stones break your bones words break your heart Whether you in touch with that part or not say "word" Words are weapons for the revolutionary Used for evil make the situation very scary Word up, but love is brave It flies in the face of fear Yo, wherever you want to go love'll take you there Let's go, you know a flower that grow in the ghetto Know more about survival than the one from fresh meadows It got love for the sun, that's where I'm comin from Spit in this fashion cause I love rockin over drums Word (te quiero) I put my love into my music If you with me then you love how I do it If my heart you're livin' in your ocean I'm swimmin' in Never drowning got me floatin' watching you in slow motion Love potion overdosin approachin The explosion of my senses everyday without your heart is like a sentence in jail Trust I'll always be mentally free You got the key to let it out I'll show you how it could be Love {*different language*} it ain't nuttin but a word A chicken ain't nuttin but a bird Yo, yo, yo (Chorus): L'amour n'a pas de, frontiere (Love has no boundaries) Restes car je t'aime comme tu es (Stay because I love you as you are) J'ai traverse l'ocean du verbe (I crossed an ocean of words) Et je t'ai trouve (And I found you) [Talib Kweli] Some of y'all in love with that material but love enter my life like a miracle and It reciprocal that's why I'm feeling you love We exibit our natural behavior Like making love under the moon in Jamaica Get you so hot you call the name of the creata The morning we hop back into action again Up on the wall lovin how the sun blacken your skin Remember when we explored the beach Swam in the ocean and saw beneith How the colors of the coral reef looked like the illest floral peice That's what your beauty remind me of It's hard to find a love like ours, taking it high above Them other duns try to spit game but, I dont sweat it though Know in my heart that we connected so I let it go Now if they call you out your name and that's a different thing Anything but Queen I'll go to war like a King Your friends sweat you cause you aint got a band But they dont understand Some things is meant to stay between a woman and man And they ain't privy to it so they try to get into it Both you and me see through it so the way we flow is fluid We speak the love language, they speak from pain and anguish Some don't love theyselves so they perception is tainted Out they joint like "Shit, he payin for your rent" missin the point When you rub me into your skin just like an ointment It's more than pillow talk, it can't be translated Learn how to speak it, and become emancipated It's a language Universal love... (Chorus): L'amour n'a pas de, frontiere (Love has no boundaries) Restes car je t'aime comme tu es (Stay because I love you as you are) J'ai traverse l'ocean du verbe (I crossed an ocean of words) Et je t'ai trouve (And I found you) Love love love love, love, love (Repeated |
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| 4:03 |
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| 1:15 |
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| 4:41 |
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| 3:34 |
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| 7:59 |
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