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I can't really believe it
Just wanna make it to the top 
Please support me 
Staying late nights writing bars
For my midterms 
She left me on seen 
But

wide with rhythm and raw rhymes
To rid of the false lies that rivet with wrong tides
Bring the messages to heal or it end in the crossfire
But I

Buying burnt bakery goods and lying on couches, learnt
Writing words for pouches beyond boundaries of reciting quotes from
Amount of Kubrick's truest works

we made it
I’m doing it all for for grandma
That’s why I’m just writing each stanza
Now I’m wearing designer no panda
The mic and the studio my canvas

Couldn't lift the pressure now I'm pondering
Through the vain of reflection
For business I was looking for connections
Alone in a campus
I was ill
Paranoid

song something deep
I don't gotta write songs about writing songs
I don't wanna sing bout how my life is wrong
I don't give a fuck bout tryina right my

Cue the lights
You know I've been writing every night
For the fight
You know it is bloody pick a side
We're the lights
Just because of us they will

up
I'm writing this over dust fields
Littered by red solo cups
Eyes Wide Shut
One year later
Exiled like Genesis
Outside looking in
Time moves fast

I should've seen it coming
Familiar scene incoming
So wide divided, I'm sober minded in beef with cousins
They my family, my aunt and uncle, my

of mind
From them jarring 
Moments and, my eyes wide
Shut when, them dreams
Appear and it, awakens me
Mama taught ya, it's what you perceive
I wear it on my

like we all in Tenet
Back and forth, like Nah I meant it
Back and forth like we all in Tenet
The writing's on the wall, get it
We coming for it all

like we all in Tenet
Back and forth, like Nah I meant it
Back and forth like we all in Tenet
The writing's on the wall, get it?
We coming for it all

Writing damaging verses
If practice makes you perfect tell me why some of you suckas swervin
I’m still observing
Look at them persons
Really been lazy

for ads, that's what I recommend
Tryna go viral, I got no support
These girls said I'm ugly and that I'm a dork
Producing my beats but where's my reward

Shock Body

Talib Kweli

Quality [Clean]

2002

music
My rhymes' life support, dog breathe to it
Rhymes are bright, the sunshine beams through it
Stop haters in their tracks like high beams
Like

As morning breaks through the darkness
I sit–wide awake
An alarm unneeded, as the shockwave of my heartrate acted in its place
There is deep unease

Im spiralling
Ohhhhh
I'm spiralling
Noooo ohhhh
I'm spiralling

It 3 o clock in morning I start writing its deep
No feelings left inside me when

Run it up face to face, aye
Run it with drums and bass, aye
Writing bout my disgrace, aye
Get me up outta this place, aye

Tired and I'm tired, I

eyes wide revive
And my stride turns to the gritty
There've been days and nights
When this life has shown me no pity
My knuckles bleeding from
Beating

Its 3 A.M and my mind is wide awake
My thoughts cannot forget you despite the many pills I take
It's late
Yet here I am in the candle light
Thinking

shooting Yu-Gi-Oh
You better watch your fucking step you’re in the murder zone Im on the lowI’m writing versus on a burner phone

My style gottem trippin

thanks, I'm looking at the corner

Staring at the wallpaper, cause I adore it
But I think the support
Beams need some reinforcement
This shithole's a little

a different mind state
She on the nigga dick, I ain't even got a jack
She just wants some child support, and it's spouse check

Thick thighs, wide hips,

all my songs under a blanket, hardly getting streams
Steady working double shifts to help support and fund my dreams
Impulses on impulses to go out