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- Composer:
- Dante Smith
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
- lab
- madlib
- slick rick
 
- See also:
Mos Def - Auditorium lyrics
The way I feel sometimes it's too hard to sit still
 Things are so passionate, times are so real
 Sometimes I try an chill mellow down blowin' smoke
 Smile on my face but it's really no joke
 You feel it in the streets, the people breathe without hope
 They goin' through the motion, they dimmin' down, they focus
 The focus gettin' clear and the light turn sharp
 And the eyes go teary, the mind grow weary
 I speak it so clearly, sometimes ya don't hear me
 I push it past the bass, no nations gotta feel me
 I feel it in my bones, black, I'm so wide awake
 That I hardly ever sleep, my flows forever deep
 And it's volumes or scriptures when I breath on a beat
 My presence speak volumes before I say a word
 I'm everywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb
 Cradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell
 Universal ghetto life holla black, you know it well
 Quiet storm, vital form pen pushed it right across
 Mind is a vital force, high level right across
 Shoulders the lions raw voice is the siren
 I swing round, ring out and bring down the tyrant
 Shocked, a small act could knock a giant lopsided
 The world is so dangerous, there's no need for fightin'
 Suttins tryna hide like the struggle won't find 'em
 And the sun bust through the clouds to clearly remind him
 Everywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb
 Cradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell
 Universal ghetto life holla black, you know it well
 What it is? You know, they know
 What it is? We know, y'all know
 What is is? Ecstatic, there it is
 What it is? You know, we know
 What it is? They know, y'all know
 What it is? You don't know? Here it is
 Mos Def - Auditorium - http://motolyrics.com/mos-def/auditorium-lyrics.html
 What it is? You know, we know
 What it is? They know, y'all know
 What it is? You don't know? Here it is
 Sit and come, relax, riddle off the mac, it's the patch
 I'ma soldier in the middle of Iraq
 Well, say about noonish commin' out the whip
 And lookin' at me curious, a young Iraqi kid
 Carrying laundry, what's wrong G, hungry?
 No, gimme oil or get fuck out my country
 And in Arabian barkin' other stuff
 Till his moms come grab him and they walk off in a rush
 [Incomprehensible]
 I'm like surely hope that we can fix our differences soon
 White apples, I'm breakin' on
 You take everything, why not just take the damn food like
 I don't understand it, on another planet?
 Fifty one of this stuff, how I'm gonna manage?
 And increasing the sentiment, gentlemen
 Gettin' down on that middle eastern instruments
 Realized trappin' is crap
 Walk over kicked one of my fabulous raps
 Arab [Incomprehensible] they well wished they glad wrapped
 Now the kid considered like an Elvis of Baghdad
 What it is?
 What it is?
 What it is? You know, they know
 What it is? We know, y'all know
 What is is? Ecstatic, there it is
 What it is? You know, we know
 What it is? They know, y'all know
 What it is? You don't know? Here it is
 What it is? You know, we know
 What it is? They know, y'all know
 What it is? You don't know? Here it is
















