High Life

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Talib Kweli

Talib Kweli Greene (October 3, 1975) is an American rapper who performs under the name Talib Kweli. His first name in Arabic means "student" or "seeker" (طالب); his middle name in Swahili means "true". Kweli gained prominent recognition through Black Star, a collaboration with fellow MC Mos Def. more »

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2013

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This is the byproduct of beautiful love
Fit like a glove, what's good, my people thought that we could
Get it you know we should, hold it like it’s a brush submerged
But I just surf

I’m renting the universe
But the stars don’t fit and my bars are too mega
Is the fruit of my labor, my plate is full of color
Arugula and rutabaga share the food with my neighbor
Truly innovative like Fela Kuti and Ginger Baker

Moon raker, sun scraper, will give you five for the papers
Take you higher on the vapors
Desire the flavor, design of the caper
Executive executor direct when I'm a pathlight
Flight without navigator, plight of a savior

Now what would Jesus do?
How you believe in Him? He don’t believe in you
The idea that you doubting I'm unbeatable
The genie and the princess bride inconthievable
These MCs is eatable, wait - edible
I’m fishing with dynamite, now I got a freezer full
Of rappers, bastards I'm ten steps ahead of you
Incredible, give credit where credit due

Put passion into action
Mashing on the gas where them others they be maxing
Accelerate, generate, power with my pen and paper
Stimulate, you simulate, you do what I incinerate

We do it for the dinner plates, musical we innovate
You imitate, your theory full of holes and so we ventilate
Damn it, never gonna say they love what we doing on stage
Even if they don’t want quote and the hate just integrates

They feel us like shade, you know we’re feeling great
Not a script that is ripped, this is our original spit
It's an unconventional gift, kwe we in turbulence
The mothers be herbin' it, the praise, we deserving it

Word, I love songs, writing to right wrongs
Continue to fight on, I’m putting the gloves on
I love horns, I'm loving this damn track
I’m loving the hand clap, it's the clap, clap
Loving it when you listen
Love will fix its dead ass for the Simpson (That's right)
Living for the drums and the slums, some of the best parts
The tourists never come, they run when it gets dark

Yeah, so I’m on outerspace, they funny like they're bridal maids
Booking like we’re playing spades, yeah, we always make the play
I see to get a faith for last yielding to the hate
Sucka free I’m in my space, say I’m hella steezy, yeah
Believe I get a sew-in, streaking like a ?
Sunny in Dolores bright park a
Fly chick's sparking
Then we have to roll to the finish of some steady bar hopping
There's high life everywhere, Tony ? rhythm is
Pattern that we living in, Kweli on his business
Everywhere we deep in this, ? gon' be speaking it
Oh, it’s how you lickety spit

The great debate of the saviour, that caped crusader
The alpha, the omega, your favourite communicator
News junky I’m the one can admit the job creators
Departed the conversation that started indoctrination
The flow is a thing of beauty, I’m bringing it as my nudey
You drinking it like a smoothie, they spinning it like a ?
Rappers, I dissect 'em, collecting 'em like a souvie
Near they’re acting up and directing 'em like a movie
Skip the drama, this an action-adventure
They so freaking soft this should be against the law, illegal tender
And yo, do I really need to mention
This is the high life

High life, high life
High life, high life
Cause we be living the high life, high life
High life, high life
Yes, I’m living in the high life, high life
High life, high life
Cause I’m living the high life, high life

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