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  • Текст песни Bahamadia - Chaos

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    [Talib Kweli]
    We your rhyme sayers we lead you like a beacon
    of light out of the chaos cuttin down overzealous
    players who stare we're the winners of the game
    Walk in we'l prepared climbin the stairways
    to heaven while you scared of the people livin under
    ground heard the sound of the clap made you wonder
    If it was a gun the crowd or some thunder
    All of that was out my window when I was younger
    Now I'm much older, lyrical clap MC's
    If you don't know by now, let me aquaint you with my steez
    (C'mon) I don't get on stage and waste your time
    Niggaz got a lot to say but they just can't rhyme
    They just babies, I snatch em out they incubators
    Attach them to respirators, they breathin hard like Darth Vader
    Hard as candy and suck like Now or Laters
    After a while your style's tasteless and it GOT NO FLAVOR

    [Bahamadia]
    Projects my eyesights to the heavens like dead or wise sages
    Release what I hold save it through my book of rhyme pages
    Scripts be ageless, like scrolls from dead sea
    The cadence off and on like the motion of Tai Chi
    Ba-ha-ma-D, wor-dy, to Reflect, Eternally
    Science to a remedy to help and get my people free, but
    little support, got my thesis on freeze
    My only option's doin bootlegs for the Japanese
    Get about eight G's, a heavy buzz overseas
    Sacrifice a pill to mainstream and do what I believe, cause
    down to the chromosomes I'm a purist to this artform
    Enlighten who I touch and let the world catch on

    [Talib Kweli + Bahamadia]
    Yeah, we your rhyme sayers, who lead you like a beacon
    of light, out of the chaos, cuttin down overzealous
    players who stare, we're the winners of the game
    Walk in well prepared, climbin the stairways
    to heaven while you scared of the people livin under-
    -ground heard the sound of the clap, made you wonder
    If it was a gun, the crowd, or some thunder
    All of that was out my window when I was younger

    [Bahamadia]
    Oppose for the nine, how no content sections of the earth
    Walkin vexed, out of my sticks, laced on every verse
    My cells begin to peak at least a hundred thousand hertz
    Meanin my joint's prevalent in Fat Beats and Footworks
    I cater to these markets first, cause they gravitate to me
    And appreciate the vision of what I do musically

    [Talib Kweli]
    Mmm, mmmm, mmmm, mmm!!
    I walked in and they stared, see how they screwin me
    Break you down, til you ain't the man you used to be
    Domination of my jurisdiction, people's addiction to lies
    It blurs the lines between the fact and fiction
    Now we back omission, I fix your face for you, keep yappin
    You start to hate the man in the mirror like Michael Jackson

    [Bahamadia]
    Majors they try to hold me captive but mine are figure factions
    But the foundation of hip-hop hold my braincells for ransom
    I chance none, fuck them spots on charts and number one
    If it's meant, then I'll accept it gracious when the time comes
    This grassrooted curriculum, got me sprung like twisted ankles
    Experience is missable, so I approach it from all angles and
    inject some substance deep inside of rap's core
    Take an MC and back to where it was before

    [Talib Kweli]
    Call us Liberty like the Bell of Philadelphia scenery
    Me and Bahama-D, style free like Mumia need to be
    Seein me, feelin me, we right here on the level
    Turnin hardrocks to pebbles, exposin the devil
    Lyrical olympian like John Carlos winnin gold medal
    Take that bass out yyour voice you talk to me in treble
    I'm _Serious_ as Steady B so you know I ain't playin
    I'm stimulatin, makin crowds MOVE like organizations in Philly
    Keep it positive, my prerogative is exercise
    See through the chaos with my third eye
    Word I exhibit the exquitiness, since a child I was vivid
    Throw your hands in the air if you with it, dig it

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