Talib Kweli - What I Feel lyrics

Black man ain't allowed a moment of weakness
The crew ain't got no room for those
Who flee when the beef hit
Cause they don't want no beef like
People who only eat fish
You get the third degree
Like my society secret
Ners run so much we spend
A grip on them sneakers
I'd rather stand and fight there's no
Respect for the meek shit
I'm trying to get this cheese like
A pizza that's deep dish
The sensitive shit you can keep
It what I feel

All through the night and
For when it's right, as long as it's tight
It'll demand to get performed on the mic
And hopefully become a song that you like
And it probably will


Cause what I spit is what so real
It's based on what I feel
All I did was take a lil moment
Homie I'm giving you notice
Last days that they predicted upon us
Ners stick it to be sitting on corners
Ners do what you will it's your life
It really don't matter what I feel

When I pick up the mic, and spit what I write
Go and sign myself so I can give you a sight
Into this tunnel of this court
Doing quarter to life
Until the end you finally see the light
What I feel
Don't matter trying to get what you need
When you gotta cut yourself just
To see if you bleed
You need the pain in your life
Without the pain you can't tell if it's real
It's a hell of a deal this is what I feel

All throughout my heart and my soul
Affect my memory like an actor before
The start of a role
I represent my community and part of a whole
Pop your balloon mindstate
It make it harder to blow

You in the front row trying to diss
You make it part of the show
The right fist will make you part of the flow
No question I'm the answer for this
I'm harder than a ner with a
Cancerous prostate tryin to pimp
I got the real version of lyrics
That you tryin to kick
Yeah I'm crossing ners out
Like what im writin to spit
But on the flip son
Everything im writing is hit's
Like the stick of green canabis that we
Twist then we stick to our lips
End your carreer with a flick of my wrist
Death stroke with the pen
Then I'm flipping the bitch
Do what I want, whenever I want
Never gunna front
Give it to you whether you want it or not

When I pick up the mic, and spit what I write
Go and sign myself so I can give you a sight
Into this tunnel of this court
Doing quarter to life
Until the end you finally see the light
What I feel
Don't matter trying to get what you need
When you gotta cut yourself just
To see if you bleed
You need the pain in your life
Without the pain you can't tell if it's real
It's a hell of a deal this is what I feel

Everybody's a critic
People be hating even talking
Under their breath
They got me hotter than mating season
This hater nation but the nature
Of the hate is changing
Like the government deciding who's
Our faviorite nation
You know it ain't them hations
Or anybody we call terrorist
Even if the world hate Americans
Our foreign policy destroy
They country properly
We demostrate our power
To stimulate our economy new york is my city
Sort of like vice city
Up all night, to to sky
Pink like white titties
Making the classic rthym, I'm having visions
And when I attack the track you
Get dwarfed like sado masichism
Send the voice of activism now
Ners ain't eating like ghandi
Defeating the british with pacifism
And the people love it
See what I mean haters
I got my love like radio rahim

When I pick up the mic, and spit what I write
Go and sign myself so I can give you a sight
Into this tunnel of this court
Doing quarter to life
Until the end you finally see the light
What I feel
Don't matter trying to get what you need
When you gotta cut yourself just
To see if you bleed
You need the pain in your life
Without the pain you can't tell if it's real
It's a hell of a deal this is what I feel