Talib Kweli - Lonely People Lyrics
[Hook: The Beatles sample (Michelle Williams)]All the lonely people, where do they all come from?All the lonely people, where do they all belong?I look at all the lonely people (I look at all thelonely people)I look at all the lonely people (I look at all thelonely people)I look at all the lonely people (yeah)I look at all the lonely people[Intro: Talib Kweli *over hook*]Yeah I like to go out to clubsLas Palmas, you knowShe this envy if I wanna get grimey wit' it atBungalow EightOpium down in MiamiBut when I walk in, I look around and I think..[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]Yo, I'm headin' out, 'bout to do some flesh and nowI know my flesh endowed with somethin' to proveI'm settin' out on a trip to Heaven's mileYeah, I'm steppin' out in the name of loveWho knew the Devil could slow dance?We have pathological romances with technological advanceInfatuated with infatuation andIntellectual masturbation with premature ejaculationMake a baby mama's all bastardization andLonely people all through the cityThey club hoppin' and they love shoppin' and they thug posturin'Thugs be lockin' horns with Crips on them drug blocksAnd them dollars flow right out of the 'hoodWhen you tryin' to make paper out of the woodYou know that money don't grow on treesFor paper people change colors like leavesAnd they fall off in the mud like a filthy pigMakin' you and your dogs who store all call offThat much deserved ass whippin'He snitchin', he twitchin', he *****in', he all softNever work with his handsLittle kid on the block who always ranAt all costs, gotta be in the clubLookin' for happiness or the meaning of loveThen it hit him, out the blue like a visionAll of a sudden he don't like the way he been livin'And wanna be forgivenHow I know? Cuz I'm right there wit' himYo, yo[Hook: The Beatles sample (Michelle Williams)]All the lonely people, where do they all come from?(oh)All the lonely people, where do they all belong? (oh)I look at all the lonely people (I look at all thelonely people)I look at all the lonely people (oh I look at all)[Verse 2: Talib Kweli]Tattoos tell 'em who you arePlastics which you recruited tie the guyUh, lasers to remove the scarAnd then you are, you a supastar, supastarIt's your birthday and you in the clubTalkin' "Holla back" and "Nigga what"So much cleavage and asscrackIf ***** were a stock it would plummet on the NasdaqBlank stares like nobody careIn a room so exclusive nobody thereBut really, truth is that nobody thereCuz it's feelings inside that nobody shareI want God to smile on meBut see, fame is a drug and you wild on ECelebrities take a ??? like Christmas treesGot complex like they want a Christmas EveSing a song to yourself and you stand aloneGet nominated for a gold gramophoneWalk the red carpet, left your man at homeSecurity snatchin' people camera phonesYou got rose gold yellow bottles, pink CashmereSo ahead of the trend, that's so last yearLast month, last day, last hour, last minuteYour pursuit of crew is so passionate??? the cash in it, laugh in his faceIf it's def or anybody who don't stay in his placeSo popular can't go no where, folks stoppin' yaMight want to check a thermometerWhen you go to a movie heat risesSurrounded by people still lonely, that's why you need disguisesProbably[Hook: The Beatles sample (Michelle Williams)]All the lonely people, where do they all come from?All the lonely people, where do they all belong?I look at all the lonely people (I look at all thelonely people)I look at all the lonely people (yeah){*Michelle Williams harmonizes with the beat*}[Hook: The Beatles sample (Michelle Williams)]All the lonely people, where do they all come from?All the lonely people, where do they all belong?I look at all the lonely people
