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Talib Kweli - Текст песни High Life
This the high life
 Call it my life
 Yeah, yeah
 This the Bah Butta
 The beautiful love
 Fit like a glove, whats good
 My peoples don't think I could
 Get it you know we should
 Holding like it's a grudge, submerged
 But I just surf
 I'm writing the universe
 But the stars don't fit in my bars I'm too mega
 It's the food on my label
 My plate is full of color arugula, banger
 I share the food with my neighbor Julian
 I made it like Fela Kuti and Ginger Baker
 Move raker sun scraper
 Give you five for them papes
 Take you higher on the vapors
 Sire of the flavor
 Designer of the caper
 Executive, executor, director
 When I'm a path rider up I'm a navigator
 Plight of a savior
 Now what would Jesus do
 How you believe in him?
 He don't believe in you
 The idea that you got I'm unbeatable
 That deem me and the princess bride inconceivable
 These MCs is eatable way edible
 I'm fishing with dynamite, now I got a freezer full of rappers
 Bastard I'm ten steps ahead of you
 Incredible, give credit where credit due
 Put passion into action
 Mashin on the gas when them others they be maxin
 Accelerate generate, power with my pen and pape
 Stimulate you simulate
 You do it I incinerate
 You do it for the inner place
 Musical when innovate you imitate
 You're theory's full of holes so I ventilate
 Damn the women say they love when we get on stage
 Even if they say they don't want quote
 And the hate just integrate
 They feel us like shade
 You know we feelin great
 Not a script that's writ
 This how originals spit
 It's an unconventional gift
 Kweli and turbalin
 Them others they be herbin it, the praise we deservin it
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 Righting the right wrong
 Continuing to fight on
 I'm putting the gloves on
 I love horns, lovin this damn track
 Lovin the hand clap, clap, clap
 Lovin when you listen
 Love a fix said Ashford and Simpson
 Livin for the drums in the slums
 Some are the best part,
 The tourists never come
 They run when it gets dark
 Yeah, so I'm from outer space
 They funny like them bridal maids
 Booking like we playin spades
 Yeah we always make the grade
 Try to see to get a fade
 Lets see if they get the hate
 Sucker free I'm in my space
 Say I'm hella steezy yeah
 Believe i get us somewhere
 Streaking like a smarting
 Sunny in Delrous bright parking
 Fly chicks sparkin
 Then we up the road to the phoenix
 Steady bar hopping
 It's high life everywhere
 Tony Allen rhythmist
 Pad em on we living it
 Kweli on his business
 Everywhere we deep in this
 ...we speak in it
 So unique we spit
 Yeah the great debater
 The caped crusader
 The alpha the omega
 The favorite communicator
 Who's junky
 I'm the monk
 I'm the job creator
 The part of the conversation
 The start of the indoctrination
 Know this is a thing of beauty
 I'm bring it like left...
 I'm drinkin like a smoothy
 I'm spending like a ...
 Rappers out the sect
 I'm collecting them like suvey
 They acting up and I'm directing them like a movie
 Skip the drama this is action adventure
 They're so frickin soft it should be against the law
 The only contender
 Ah yo do i really need to mention
 This is the high life
 High life high life
 High life high life
 High life high life










