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(Intro) Oh what`s up everybody this is Rick James Talib Kweli, DJ Hi Tek, Reflection Eternal
(Chorus) [Supa Dav West] We Make the Music That Change your life `Bout to touch you just right All night we gonna to shine the light `Bout to touch you just right
[Piakhan] Piakhan floating on the mighty clouds of joy Building a future, yo, for my baby boy (uh huh) I moved form the hood yet the shit still in me And your opinion is nothing to me I have plenty like bein` out of prison With a roof over my dome And possessing the gift such as sparking the microphone Accumulate the provolone makin` it happen with Talib A Nattian cat we got em` snappin` Roberta Flackin` the track and Killin` em softly with out flossin` But yet the shine is glossy and the run the lyrical train through your brain shit Strategy pain, I`m on some Clubber Lane shit With the iron, ain`t no use in you trying "I ain`t lyin`" Through your ears mesmerize em` It`s about time we started risin` Once again replace bullets with words, try to make it fun again
(Chorus) w/ minor variations
[Talib Kweli] if the put my life on the screen then its got to Be the IMAX I live large stroke your mind, till you reach climax Terrorist hijack on Hi Tek fly tracks front don`t try that My niggas got my back, you gotta relax, ease back What`s that all about with the feedback? All up in my mouth we don`t need that, the asphault is the place to be at Where the people fire burn so bright you can see that believe that It ain`t light music (no) We make the right music (true) Keep it tight music (yes) Affirmin` life music (come on)
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[Talib Kweli] It`s like girls got the bass all up in they hips My favorite part on the face is the shape of the lips Yeah I wanna touch you there (right there) Your mind is my concubine, when I deliver shivers up your spine Like the bread and wine, my brains embedded with rhymes That`s ahead of they time, I rock the better design You cats ain`t got the touch You all suck, like getting head from a dime I run up in em and, clutch em` if they tremblin` It`s a rush like adrenaline, at a point break the joint shake When you play this (yeah), your crew is haters when they come Through with the newest/latest (like that) Reflection Eternal Shine light bright like the day till the sky turn purple And the moon arrive, reflection through the night That touch you just right
(Bridge) [Talib Kweli] With the rhythm, the rhythm, God bless the rhythm It`s the rhythm, rhythm; yes ya`ll the rhythm Shorty on the dance floor giving me rhythm Hi Tek make ya`ll nod ya`ll neck to the rhythm And
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[Talib Kweli] Uh yeah yeah yeah Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh (x2)
Clap your hands everybody (x4)
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