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better play safe
Watching by my side kus I don't know who be two faced
Trying to turn Toyota Corollas into a Wraith
Handcuffs to rollies, member days up

judging by my schemes, thinking they my hurdles.
I've been living in the jungle, never cared for some trouble.
Now you niggas thinking maybe I should live

Deep within my soul
A burning desire
To be consumed by your love
To feel the fire
Every beat of the bass
It echoes in my veins
I want you by my side

their wings
My actions pure unfazed by your flings
So I'm not on dnd
Whenever this music calls
I'ill be ready for what she brings
Uh
Since I only had me

in this jungle of life, gotta show no fear
Nigga
Surrounded by temptation, tryna ease on stack
But every temptation pulls me back
"Why you wildin'?" my

it will rust
And I never trust anybody
Even the nigga recording my music
Or even the bitch I'm putting my dick in
I don't wanna do this
Nigga you soft

In the jungle i had pain i had problems
Maybe this the reason why im on my lonely
Yall niggaz be acting like i aint tault you
Whats the reason why

the under ground is here
Street sweeper
Taking on the streets by surprise
Came from the struggle
Only the strong will survive
One life said we've been giving

alive every single night (every single night)
People passing by, each with their own story to tell
In this concrete jungle, it's easy to get caught in

not a rabbit
Gotta a lot of tricks
Up in my hat
Might be a rabbit
I am a musician
No magician
Still got magic
All my music
Hard it's staying up it's

carried by 6
Come thru in the clutch sixth man off the bench
Niggas be on paperwork
They know he snitched
Niggas be 50
So they straddle the fence
Nigga use

a gritty fiend for, 
Money, power, respect, get it by any means uh,
New Yorker, slick talker, walk like a brick flipper,
Decimal doctor, multiply to get

of albums I did by myself and they all on the movement
Now they all gotta face up the music
All the shit they won't say to my face
I ain't training with Mr.

Celebrate

Talib Kweli

Celebrate

2012

(This song right here)
Ooh
Young Mula baby
That's right
Happy music, happy people
Happy people
Everything is alright
Everything is alright,

up, you don’t wanna end up with that magic shit,

Syrup sipping, pouring up wockiesha by the gallon.

Hood nigga, never thought Id be on jimmy Fallon,

the music
I just do it for the music
I don't link with broke niggas do you think my name is stupid
You must be thinking that i'm stupid 
Talking shit will get

feet and let your fingers snap 
No matter what size shape or colour 
We can jam and enjoy each other 
Music's pumpin' I feel something 
Must be my blood

i’m in my bag
Gimme two laces i’ma go lap
All of these actors acting like friends
Who gon’ still be by me in the end?
Feeling like I been reaching my

on the side
But I won't stay behind the bars if the music gets me by
Went through so much shit, music was my own escape
From reality, I swear that music really

The only way to find this dusty track
Is to let me be your guide
When the dusty track ends the homestead begins
With two enormous gum trees standing side by

under starlight
Hear the singing of ponceñas
And the music of la plena
Let the bembé last the whole night
I wish to be there with all my might
In the arms

guess it means
It was just meant 
To be my spot 'ey
Keep your trophies
I don't care about
Your props nah
As long as my music
Be buzzin' in da blocks
Me

So we give thanks for everyday that we can be here  
We hear the sweet music of every creatures movement  
Breathe deeply with awareness of human

Vibin On My Own
Im talking to myself, all by myself
Depend on nobody fallin
They'll do me wrong
I aint ask for help the niggas with me
That be always