Talib Kweli - In This World lyrics

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Talib Kweli - In This World lyrics

(In this world) This that feeling (What's happening to love?) It's that feeling you miss (I'd like to know) It's that love, it's that pa**ion Tone they don't get sh** like this no more What happen to the love? What happen to the love? What happen to the? Reflex, ayyo Welcome to my longitude and latitude My attitude is shaping my surroundings Skyscrapers, public housing The sheep is running from the sun The wolves is howling at the moon It's tragic how you in the street 'Cause you ain't got no avenues When it come to rapping who's the baddest dude? (In this world) You still don't get it, this a recession, what recession? Dog, we been stressing sh** been a mess and we been dealing with this depression Since way back but you ain't got to say that That's the greatest lesson, slave to our possessions Greed the devil favorite weapon Fight to the d**h, only the greatest left (In this world) Let's get it Lordy, lordy, lordy, lord I been hustling really, really hard Get up off my a** start making some moves Put two and two together start paying my dues I got to get up for it, stand up in this world If sk**s sold truth be told, I'd probably be lyrically Talib Kweli Lyrically Talib Kweli, Talib Kweli I get respected by the best MC's (In this world) The recipe for my success is one part pain and suffering Two parts brains and hustling Sprinkle it over Hi-Tek production We bubbling like volcanic eruptions You better buckle in, push the panic bu*ton Come get your momma to tuck you in You know we did like no other did it (In this world) You gots to get with it In this world What's happening to love? I'd like to know Lordy, lordy, lordy, lord I been hustling really, really hard Get up off my a** start making some moves Put two and two together start paying my dues I got to get up for it, stand up in this world Ayo, I grab the mic until my hands develop the calluses My style is bit, I only see myself with John Malkovich My grind miraculous, rhyme for slums to palaces Facing all my challengers, raising the black power fist Here to eliminate the counterfeit (In this world) Add it up it don't amount to sh** I paid my dues kept the receipt for taxes Although we stack it we stay stuck in the bracket It's like a straitjacket My rebel tactics got the planet spinning off it's axis The devil laughing when you lazy, man, get off your a** And talent don't mean nothing without all the practice (In this world) Lordy, lordy, lordy, lord I been hustling really, really hard Get up off my a** start making some moves Put two and two together start paying my dues I got to get up for it, stand up in this world

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