Phoenix - Lyrics - Talib Kweli

(Dave Chapelle) That's right ***.. It's the beautiful mixtape Look this *** is beautiful, it's one of the best mixtapes You'll ever hear in your life One of the baddes muthafuckin' Funkiest muthafuckin' mixtapes, ever.. I said it... that's right *** Talib Kweli You're now rockin' with the best, the best! (Talib Kweli) Yeah When I was a young man I had stars in my eyes You couldn't tell if it was a twinkle or if I was startin' to cry Time is wrinkled like the hands of the elders that love us I find a window to watch the path like ghetto grandmothers They says eyes is the windows to ya soul So I open the the blind to feel the breeze blowin' in from the winter chain Surround myself with images of bravery Cuz the soul of my people bared witness to slavery I seen the inside of my heart it get dark Like the flesh of my bone And heavy like the breath of this poem Plus, I seen lands so dry the trees cry Tears fallin' like it's autumn the leaves die Pre-packaged futures freeze dried, cross me by The body count in the streets is knee high Plus, I seen pubbles so deep the puddles speak Ripe with stories that leap from the cluttered street Blood'll be beet-red runnin' through the gutters cuz heat The currency that we exchange with folks who tryin' to eat I cried in my sleep, seen trains speedin' down the tracks of my tears Runnin' down the face of the Earth, c'mon I see it in the space that was the place of my birth I play eye tag with death - she's such a flirt That's some scary ***, I put it all in my music Real loud makin' a scene if I seen it I use it, yeah Beautiful strugglin' 'n' so I'm used to the bubblin' What I be utterin' so hot it got the homeless people huddlin' Haters mutterin' under breath, who ain't the best? See the scavengers 'n' vultures pickin' at what's left I rise from the ashes like a phoenix - believe it Flow brand new like a fetus - believe it Mean what I say if I say it, I mean it I lived it, I breathed it, believe me, I seen it (Jean Grae) Man I pray ya'll passionate I swing out like a little leaguer on a Sunday ignorin' the Catholics Rebel rap with a spine plated metal back I never fold medal gold with a vaultin' pole *** I'm better known as light let me shine on you Mind confident rhyme dominant lines constant Caramello color hella mellow The fellows run up 'n' "Hello" Hella sorrow when I tell 'em taken "Holla" I got that horror vision, they say I'm masochistic I don't think it's crazy they call me shady I'm flattered, get it? My image is sick I'm in need of a medic I should get a permanent residence in hospital bed it's THe way I freak ***, you meek like that old rapper chick I smack an actor in a wall 'til his back's in the brick I rig 'em all with the mind basement 'n' trapdoors It's me I'll clap the survivors until I see some rigor mortis I seen the forest through the trees But only because I cut off all the leaves And left 'em blowin' off into the breeze That I create whenever I speak I'm cheap *** it, I need to win something Before I kick this rap bucket in *** it again, *** you if this hasn't struck you As a genius stickin' out like a bucktooth I'm couth, yes I know it mostly regarded as pottymouth Dirty like the city ground you on when the shotties come out I'm witty plus I'm incredibly diligent Dream of the president mac-millied I'm militant I go along like a Philly bed I pity you Silly fool I know ain't nobody really feelin' you