NY Weather Report
Talib Kweli
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Come on Yeah I like to take this opportunity to thank everybody Who been riding with me so far, it's a been a long journey But they say your life's path is not about the destination It's all about the journey I appreciate y'all It's my blood, sweat, tears, years My struggle, love, hate, fear, New York City You could make it here, you could make it anywhere I came prepare for the rain, hail, sleet, snow Whatever the weather we ride Let my people go to the place where knowledge is born We walk into the 3rd eye of the storm, check it out Futuristic lyricist, straight from the renaissance Top of the suffer chain, Rap's upper echelon My people suffering, slave to another chain This voyage is maiden like my mother, other name Is this your first trip to hell? Avenge a capitalist, if it's a product then we got it for sell When I first started to spell, my words fell into rhymes Turned into songs, everything else fell into line I paint the pictures, you could see the people bleeding my bars When I was a teen, I was mean, about to reach for the stars So if I fail or fell, write in the clouds, tighten the vowel Watered down, used to be no biting allowed Now the gangsters, no grinding allowed You'd probably see a fight in the stage Before you see a fight in the crowd I send this out to my people facing the storm Homie, we riding it out, you inspire what I'm writing about It's my blood, sweat, tears, years My struggle, love, hate, fear, New York City You could make it here, you could make it anywhere I came prepare for the rain, hail, sleet, snow Whatever the weather we ride Let my people go to the place where knowledge is born We walk into the 3rd eye of the storm, check it out It's the 3rd eye of the storm It's the 3rd eye of the storm It's the 3rd eye of the storm It's the 3rd eye of the storm Check it out Check it out Check it out Been fuckin' around (uh uh) I'm not a judge but I'm handing out sentences To political prisoners, regular inmates with no visitors Niggas in the streets outside to reach up for ministers Not those that say they spiritual but actual practitioners Rap listeners, we open the black businesses This underground shit with samples to lack clearances Once you get a past appearances, you could tell who shit is fake And who's shit is based upon the past experiences We really been to war, hand in hand like crack sales Building man to man, they tryin' to kill off the black male Females left to raise up her son From the day he was one Til' he twenty, and he raise up a gun And get the blazin', for his place in the sun The smoke grazin' his lung Young in his years and he's facing a ton None of his peers wanna share the role Of the childcare provider But they hit a nigga blunt and share saliva You ain't a rider and you hustlin' backwards Too many equate success with imitating these crackers So our kids looking up to drug dealers and rappers We takin' all the work away from the Black actors Revelation is first and Armageddon is after Tsunamis and hurricanes, natural disasters The fast food culture, speed is always a factor (c'mon) Instant gratification, they want the cash faster It's my blood, sweat, tears, years My struggle, love, hate, fear, New York City You could make it here, you could make it anywhere I came prepare for the rain, hail, sleet, snow Whatever the weather we ride Let my people go to the place where knowledge is born We walk into the 3rd eye of the storm, check it out It's the third eye of the storm It's the third eye of the storm It's the third eye of the storm It's the place where knowledge is born Check it out (ha) Check it out Check it out Talib Kweli That's what it is, break it down Par-par-para Par-par-para Par-paranorm I perform through a storm Perform Perform, perform Perform, perform, perform-form perform through a storm S-s-storm, storm, storm, storm S-s-storm, storm, storm, storm S-storm, s-storm S-s-storm, storm, storm, storm Paranorm I perform through a storm S-s-storm, storm, storm, storm S-s-storm, storm, storm, storm
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Written by: Nicholas Marcell Speed, Talib Kweli Greene
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