Talib Kweli, Jean Grae - Phoenix lyrics

That's right bitches
It's the beautiful mixtape
Look this shit is beautiful
It's one of the best mixtapes
You'll ever hear in your life
One of the baddest muthafuckin'
Funkiest muthafuckin' mixtapes, ever
I said it that's right bitches Talib Kweli
You're now rockin' with the best, the best!

Yeah
When I was a young man I had stars in my eyes
You couldn't tell if it was a twinkle
Or if I'm starting to cry
Time is wrinkled like the hands of
The elders that love us
I find a window to watch
The path like ghetto grandmothers
They says eyes is the windows to ya soul
So I open the the blind to feel the
Breeze blowin' in from the winter chain


Surround myself with images of bravery
Cuz the soul of my people
Bared witness to slavery
I seen the inside of my heart it get dark
Like the flesh of my bone
And heavy like the breath of this poem
Plus, I seen lands so dry the trees cry
Tears fallin' like it's autumn the leaves die
Pre packaged futures freeze dried
Cross me by
The body count in the streets is knee high
Plus, I seen pubbles so
Deep the puddles speak
Ripe with stories that leap
From the cluttered street
Blood'll be beet-red runnin' through
The gutters cuz heat
The currency that we exchange with
Folks who tryin' to eat i cried in my sleep
Seen trains speedin' down the
Tracks of my tears
Runnin' down the face of the Earth, c'mon
I see it in the space that
Was the place of my birth
I play eye tag with death
- she's such a flirt that's some scary shit
I put it all in my music
Real loud makin' a scene if I
Seen it I use it, yeah
Beautiful strugglin' 'n' so I'm
Used to the bubblin'
What I be utterin' so hot it
Got the homeless people huddlin'
Haters mutterin' under breath
Who ain't the best?
See the scavengers 'n' vultures
Pickin' at what's left
I rise from the ashes like
A phoenix - believe it
Flow brand new like a fetus - believe it
Mean what I say if I say it, I mean it
I lived it, I breathed it, believe me
I seen it

Man I pray ya'll passionate
I swing out like a little leaguer
On a Sunday ignorin' the Catholics
Rebel rap with a spine plated metal back
I never fold medal gold with a vaultin' pole
Nigga I'm better known as light
Let me shine on you
Mind confident rhyme dominant lines constant
Caramello color hella mellow
The fellows run up 'n' "Hello"
Hella sorrow when I tell 'em taken "Holla"
I got that horror vision
They say I'm masochistic
I don't think it's crazy they
Call me shady I'm flattered, get it?
My image is sick I'm in need of a medic
I should get a permanent residence
And hospital bed it's the way I freak shit
Unique like that old rapper chick
I smack an actor in a wall
'til his back's in the brick
I rig 'em all with the
Mind basement 'n' trapdoors
It's me I'll clap the survivors until
I see some rigor mortis
I seen the forest through the trees
But only because I cut off all the leaves
And left 'em blowin' off into the breeze
That I create whenever I speak
I'm cheap fuck it, I need to win something
Before I kick this rap bucket in
Fuck it again
Fuck you if this hasn't struck you
As a genius stickin' out like a bucktooth
Uncouth, yes I know it
Mostly regarded as pottymouth
Dirty like the city ground you on
When the shotties come out
I'm witty and plus I'm incredibly diligent
Dream of the president
Mac-millied I'm militant
I go along like a Philly bed I pity you
SIlly fool I know ain't
Nobody really feelin' you