音樂影片

音樂影片

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演出藝人
Talib Kweli
Talib Kweli
演出者
詞曲
T. Greene
T. Greene
詞曲創作
B. Paak
B. Paak
詞曲創作
K. Celestin
K. Celestin
詞曲創作

歌詞

I come from the god body era
I come from standing on street corners
Smoking blunts out of white owls for 40s
Building and destroying about the suns
And the planets and the moons and the stars
About the nature of man
About knowledge, wisdom, and understanding
And you had to show and prove
And you had to be right and exact
Voulez-vous rendez-vous? Coucou, les, beaucoup
Come on!
Yeah Chris, yeah, I like that right there, yeah!
Hah, come on! Yeah
KAYTRANADA, classic
Waste these ****, son
I got a doctorate in rockin' it
Pardon, we got it poppin'
It's marvelous, **** watch it
You follow a carbon copies
I'm stoppin' to intervene
You're erroneous
These the phoniest rappers I've ever seen
When I take flight, I'm traveling light
That's a double entendre
For when I'm touring
Exploring outside the genre
Illuminate, when I'm grabbin' the mic
(Look away from the light)
It's so bright it'll blind you
Yeah I'm back with a friendly reminder
We're two ships that pass in the night
But alas you got to run into the iceberg
I'm cracking this shit in half
Traveling light
Not talking about packin' a bag
First I get back in the lab
Then I hit the road
I'll be back in a flash
I'm Barry Allen mixed with Harry Allen (C'mon)
My blood hot as volcanic rock forming canary diamonds
They find on Canary Islands
My rhymes inspired by enviroments of the very violent (That's right)
I'm the voice of a generation that's very silent
I stick to my convictions like I've been indicted
All you **** throwing me shade
You 'bout to get enlightened
Travel light, travel light
Traveling light, travel light
Yeah, you grinding 'til the sun up
Whether it's cold murder
The pies have been cut up
Hopping over the hurdles
Just look at the stride
Life is heavy enough
But you lifting me high
Huh, rather leave it behind
The legacy that you built
Will be left when you die, so
Brooklyn is changing, and so am I
I see you on the other side, travel light
Aye, I'm faster than the speed of sound
Smashing through these barriers
I'm blasting out your speakers now
Travel 'round the planet
'Til I'm landin' where I'm needed now
We entertainers
They wanna call us leaders now
Whoa, extra baggage not in the plans
I'll shop when I land
Stop for the fans (Where?)
Every airport from Okinawa to Osaka, Japan
Stop assuming I live in your time zone
Jetlag is my reality
The road is my home, I roam
Your downfall is you should probably get out more
I be planning out tours
With a band of outlaws
I'm packing my bags
Just marijuana and magazines
Wrapping the flag around a pistol
The red, the black and the green
Never crashing, the grill is mean
When I'm whipping machines
Dipping between all these commuters
They moving slow like they sippin' the lean
Are they living the dream?
Get to they office
And that computer's drifting off
Until they spit start to drip from the screen
Travel light, travel light
Traveling light, travel light
You grinding 'til the sun up
Whether it's cold murder
The pies have been cut up
Hopping over the hurdles
Just look at the stride
Life is heavy enough
But you lifting me high
Huh, rather leave it behind
The legacy that you built
Will be left when you die, so
Brooklyn is changing, and so am I
I see you on the other side, travel light
City of broken promises
My mission is reconnaissance
It's dangerous for anybody following
That's why I take biting as a compliment
It's proof of my dominance
It's the haters' way
Of congratulating me for my accomplishments
Well, I'm so atop of this demolishing all the Charlotters
To whisper in the ears of your congressmen
Shoving dollars in their pockets
The more we locked up, the more they profiting
They building empires like Ottoman
Now who you wanna face?
The sharks in the water
Or the snakes in the boat? (Which one?)
The lesser of two evils
Be fighting for fake votes (C'mon)
We walking through the valley of darkness so stay close
Need the light at the end of the tunnel
To make a toast
Raise a glass to our glorious past (Cheers)
We the wave of the future
Never confusing protesters for looters (Never that)
Silencing Radioheads and OK Computers
Travel to Mecca like Mansa Musa so let's go
Yeah!
(On yo' bitch)
(Are you spying on yo' bitch?)
(Spying on yo' bitch)
(Are you spying on yo' bitch?)
(Ah)
(Spying on yo' bitch)
(Spying on yo' bitch)
(Spying on yo' bitch)
(Aye, are you spying on yo' bitch?)
(Aye)
(Are you spying on yo' bitch?)
Written by: B. Paak, K. Celestin, T. Greene
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