Sanoja: Talib Kweli. Ear Drum. In the Mood.
Yes, welcome to the wonderful sounds of Talib Kweli
Ladies, I got you in the mood for an interlude
Raw like in the nude, I hope this ain't considered rude
But let's stop talkin' 'cause it's feelin' like an interview
I know you into me, so let me get into you
I'm always in the mood for laughin' and lovin'
And rappin' and fuckin' And passin' the dutch
And relaxin' and puffin and hittin' and duckin'
The rippin' production, these kittens ain't muffins
Just because we stuff 'em in the oven
My words drippin' off the tongue like the wax from a candle wick
Either the way I lay down the rap, they can't handle it
Cats all sappy like romantic flicks
Dude, get a clue like Colonel Mustard in the study with a candlestick
They holdin' hands with these dudes like they goin' steady
But one glimpse and I know they ready
You already know, slipped her a note like, "You ready to go?"
We make a getaway plan and we head for the dough
I wear the night like a cloak 'cause I move with the stars
Navigate through the truly bizarre
Who we are, who we is, it's the kids that stay true to this life
And if the mood is right, we gon' do it tonight
I wear the night like a cloak 'cause I move with the stars
Navigate through the truly bizarre
Who we are, who we is, it's the kids that stay true to this life
And if the mood is right, we gon' do it tonight
You messin' up my mo', my whole mood, told you, oh
Lose, eat crews like crews like soul food
The only producer that feel like fuck rappers
Only backpacker with a chip like hackers
Only Michael Richardson, only much blacker
So if he say nigger, then I'ma say cracker
Is this the Ritz? Carlton?
Dress like, fresh, like, just like, I'm the shit
You ain't figured out what I'm about yet
Always rockin' that this ain't out yet
But this ain't 'bout that
From a city where niggers plug like outlets
Far as music go, yo, it ain't no outlets
So when I go out, niggers always out to get me in the studio
And I ain't in the mood to flow
I'm with my girl and I'm tryin' to hit the movies, yo
And they tryna act stupid, oh
In the club with Silicone Suzie
What happened to real girls like Rudy?
With real titties like Tooty
This girl got a silicone booty
And got the nerve to act moody
Now I ain't tryin' to judge like Judy
But bitch, you a man, you can't fool me
Act like 50, throw her in a pool, G
I wear the night like a cloak 'cause I move with the stars
Navigate through the truly bizarre
Who we are, who we is, it's the kids that stay true to this life
And if the mood is right, we gon' do it tonight
I wear the night like a cloak 'cause I move with the stars
Navigate through the truly bizarre
Who we are, who we is, it's the kids that stay true to this life
And if the mood is right, we gon' do it tonight, break it down
Bringin' the drum, keep it funky like a stink in a slum
'Cause see they wanna breed cursin' for the things that don't come
The speakers wrong that we rap dudes speakin' in tongues
Christmas Time, choice for what? No we keepin' our guns
Smokin' a piff to cause a leak in your lungs
You ain't got shit to do like Friday when the weekend begun
Completely done with rap dudes, don't compete with the dumb
I spill my blood for my people, see how deep it can run?
I'm in the mood like Dante and Main Flow
Never comin' with the same flow, got it's change, yo
It's strange yo, to make yo' chain glow, that's yo' main goal
That's a facade like I'm somewhere over the rainbow
Really these cats sweeter than mangoes
Mr Bojangles-ass dudes dancin' around the club, doin' the tango
Go hard like Iverson playin' with hurt ankles
Plus wrestle the topic from a different Kurt Angle
I wear the night like a cloak 'cause I move with the stars
Navigate through the truly bizarre
Who we are, who we is, it's the kids that stay true to this life
And if the mood is right, we gon' do it tonight
I wear the night like a cloak 'cause I move with the stars
Navigate through the truly bizarre
Who we are, who we is, it's the kids that stay true to this life
And if the mood is right, we gon' do it tonight, break it down
Wow, that's a nice track
Ladies, I got you in the mood for an interlude
Raw like in the nude, I hope this ain't considered rude
But let's stop talkin' 'cause it's feelin' like an interview
I know you into me, so let me get into you
I'm always in the mood for laughin' and lovin'
And rappin' and fuckin' And passin' the dutch
And relaxin' and puffin and hittin' and duckin'
The rippin' production, these kittens ain't muffins
Just because we stuff 'em in the oven
My words drippin' off the tongue like the wax from a candle wick
Either the way I lay down the rap, they can't handle it
Cats all sappy like romantic flicks
Dude, get a clue like Colonel Mustard in the study with a candlestick
They holdin' hands with these dudes like they goin' steady
But one glimpse and I know they ready
You already know, slipped her a note like, "You ready to go?"
We make a getaway plan and we head for the dough
I wear the night like a cloak 'cause I move with the stars
Navigate through the truly bizarre
Who we are, who we is, it's the kids that stay true to this life
And if the mood is right, we gon' do it tonight
I wear the night like a cloak 'cause I move with the stars
Navigate through the truly bizarre
Who we are, who we is, it's the kids that stay true to this life
And if the mood is right, we gon' do it tonight
You messin' up my mo', my whole mood, told you, oh
Lose, eat crews like crews like soul food
The only producer that feel like fuck rappers
Only backpacker with a chip like hackers
Only Michael Richardson, only much blacker
So if he say nigger, then I'ma say cracker
Is this the Ritz? Carlton?
Dress like, fresh, like, just like, I'm the shit
You ain't figured out what I'm about yet
Always rockin' that this ain't out yet
But this ain't 'bout that
From a city where niggers plug like outlets
Far as music go, yo, it ain't no outlets
So when I go out, niggers always out to get me in the studio
And I ain't in the mood to flow
I'm with my girl and I'm tryin' to hit the movies, yo
And they tryna act stupid, oh
In the club with Silicone Suzie
What happened to real girls like Rudy?
With real titties like Tooty
This girl got a silicone booty
And got the nerve to act moody
Now I ain't tryin' to judge like Judy
But bitch, you a man, you can't fool me
Act like 50, throw her in a pool, G
I wear the night like a cloak 'cause I move with the stars
Navigate through the truly bizarre
Who we are, who we is, it's the kids that stay true to this life
And if the mood is right, we gon' do it tonight
I wear the night like a cloak 'cause I move with the stars
Navigate through the truly bizarre
Who we are, who we is, it's the kids that stay true to this life
And if the mood is right, we gon' do it tonight, break it down
Bringin' the drum, keep it funky like a stink in a slum
'Cause see they wanna breed cursin' for the things that don't come
The speakers wrong that we rap dudes speakin' in tongues
Christmas Time, choice for what? No we keepin' our guns
Smokin' a piff to cause a leak in your lungs
You ain't got shit to do like Friday when the weekend begun
Completely done with rap dudes, don't compete with the dumb
I spill my blood for my people, see how deep it can run?
I'm in the mood like Dante and Main Flow
Never comin' with the same flow, got it's change, yo
It's strange yo, to make yo' chain glow, that's yo' main goal
That's a facade like I'm somewhere over the rainbow
Really these cats sweeter than mangoes
Mr Bojangles-ass dudes dancin' around the club, doin' the tango
Go hard like Iverson playin' with hurt ankles
Plus wrestle the topic from a different Kurt Angle
I wear the night like a cloak 'cause I move with the stars
Navigate through the truly bizarre
Who we are, who we is, it's the kids that stay true to this life
And if the mood is right, we gon' do it tonight
I wear the night like a cloak 'cause I move with the stars
Navigate through the truly bizarre
Who we are, who we is, it's the kids that stay true to this life
And if the mood is right, we gon' do it tonight, break it down
Wow, that's a nice track
Talib Kweli
Ear Drum