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Talib Kweli - Lunchroom Classics (Makeba Mooncycle) Lyrics

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  • [Talib Kweli]
  • Yo, fourth period, everybody meet me in the lunchroom
  • I'm saying, the Drum Society comin in there
  • You know I'm saying, Hi-Tek gonna be there
  • I think Makeeba gonna be there too (Yo Kwa!)
  • Know what I'm saying, ah man, ah man
  • Definitely, definitely-definitely-definitely
  • Yo, yo-yo-yo, yo... Reflection Eternal, Makeba Mooncycle
  • [Makeba Mooncycle]
  • Yo-yo, Yo-yo, I come before ya bearing skills
  • Get you off like cheap thrills
  • Some may deny me, because of lack of faith
  • I bring true lyrics, straight to your face
  • Here's a brand new testament, written by me
  • Co-written by Makeba and Eternal Kweli (Kweli)
  • Constant meditation last longer than duration
  • Proper education is mind levitation
  • To stimulate quite simple
  • I clear all paths like Christ and the temple
  • [Talib Kweli]
  • Coming with the skills that's essential
  • To even mention Brooklyn as the residential
  • Ugh, the pictions be graphic
  • Cause how we be livin is tragic
  • So I take your imagination and I stretch it like elastic
  • Ugh, some people treat oppurtunity like a blunt and pass it
  • I see the mic as my oppurtunity and so I grab it (hold it)
  • Mentally I live lavishly I cherish the heredity
  • That's preparin me to be a revolutionary till they bury me
  • Carry me in your thoughts forever
  • The way I put words together you treasure
  • Ay-yo, whatever the weather instead of clever I'm better
  • Cause I seize the time with reason and rhyme
  • [Makeba Mooncycle]
  • Sometimes I flip the different flavors
  • This old school mama came ta save ya
  • Cause I'm to old to scold, better
  • I like, ya know, puttin hearts on hold
  • But pay ya hand for the fold
  • Waiting to be taught, here's a whiff of holy breath
  • I bring pain to your chest
  • LET'S CIVILIZE THE PEOPLE
  • Hang up your petty egos
  • I've got a shield on my back cause people carry blades (true)
  • Getting caught off guard leaves you in a shallow grave
  • Now here comes the ruler of the night, better known as the moon
  • Bobbin with J-Rawls animated like a 'toon
  • Chorus: Kweli and Mooncycle
  • [T.B.] This for the kids cuttin up in the lunchroom
  • [Both] I pulled your card like spades
  • and spit with major shit
  • The ill pitch you afraid to hit, it's like that
  • [M.M.] Here we go
  • [T.B.] Here we go
  • [M.M.] Come on
  • [T.B.] Uh, come on
  • *repeat from here we go*
  • *repeat all*
  • [Talib Kweli]
  • This song is like a baby being born (yes)
  • It'll stay in your head long after I'm physically gone
  • Then the rest of the flesh is left for the vulture
  • Makin me the anti-hero of the counter-culture
  • Do you remember what you was doin when you first heard this?
  • [Makeba Mooncycle]
  • I was singin to my sis, that's deeper than abyss
  • It took the French to kiss, German demolish
  • Feed the world from my breasts, a written conquest
  • Lyrics are like permanent stains
  • Now you're usin' both sides of your brain
  • Cause you never should go against the grain
  • Acting like puppets, I own the string
  • Addicitive like coke, is the real thing
  • Check out the wisdom, that I bring
  • Church bells are ringin
  • Its the truth I'm speakin
  • Freak it like Sodom and Gomorrah
  • Check my holy ora, the reflection in my order
  • Causes me to slaughter
  • Disect like biology, cover the Earth like water
  • [Talib Kweli]
  • It's like sometimes cats like wanna be all up in your psychology
  • No stoppin me or my man Hi-Teknology
  • Follow me through global economies, start thinkin logically
  • Be passionate you gotta be, your soul is your property
  • On that you could place a bet before I make you face your death
  • Make you rectrace your steps to exact place you slipped
  • (Right there) To battle would be a waste of breath
  • But see you chasin rep and you got hit so hard
  • they had to replace your chest
  • You on the floor carrowing, turn your punk ass over
  • You see me towering, my mic grip tighter than the boa
  • You microscopic like protozoa or amoebas
  • Slower than molasses so they call you special
  • Makeba, yo, what they want, a medal?
  • Chasin crimes like Hantzel and Gretel when the dust settle
  • Every one of these cats who got gas like pedals, got deflated
  • J-Rawls, Makeba, Kweli anticipated
  • New shit cause your style's so old it depreciated {*echoes*}
  • You lost your value, money
  • Chorus
  • [Both] I pulled your card like spades
  • and spit with major shit
  • The ill pitch you afraid to hit, it's like that
  • [M.M.] Here we go
  • [T.B.] Here we go
  • [M.M.] Come on
  • [T.B.] Uh, come on
  • *repeat from here we go*
  • *repeat all*

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