Talib Kweli - Rocket Ships lyrics

rate me

Moving at the speed of a solution

Bleeding in the streets as we're breathing the pollution

They're saying that we need a revolution

But their passion is reduced to all-caps on a computer

Hey, every sixteen I make a sick scene

Blood splattered all on you shirt like a miskeen

Y'all niggas trippin like mescaline and mixed greens

My flow cleaner than the Sistine, pristine

You going green like Al Gore with em

I make algorithms that got Malcolm in em

God's favorite, I'm sick as a doctor's patient

We live in a cold world, my job is to rock nations

My occupation? Elation, a celebration of rebels

Raise the levels and the decibels flagrant

It's too amazing how we be blazing, son

Our flowers is the loudest, they crowd around us

But cower in the shadows of the towers, boy

[Hook]

Take a tour with it, bake the raw

Where the beats so savage

That it's knuckles gonn scrape the floor

Make a call, all the rocket ships taking off

Jah, Wu, gun music playin when we facing off

I plaster the nation, causing evacuation

My manifestation got 'em patient from how I keeps it amazing

See, I'm the reason niggas need some training

While I'm inflicting the pain and making it suitable for any occasion

I'm very engaging soon as I'm awaken

Quickly back you up and bag your bitch

She's reminding me of Sanaa Lathan

Rely on the hating while I'm smiling and waiting

That's when I embrace em

If you try to front, you'll be highly mistaken

The mightiest making of a classic, alrighty, I'll face it

My psyche is ancient and I'm hiring, so try me, I'm patient

Sorry, I'm lying, face it, I'm back for the taking

I'm urgently giving niggas the courtesy of smashing their face in

Damn, can you cut his mic of

See how we got em buggin

Cause they can't believe what we have in the making

Shit so historic, got me goin for it while I bang the nation

And do niggas greasier than a slab of bacon

Bitch, you still cooking this pork in this house?

Stop cooking that damn pork in this house

The hell going on in here?

[Hook]

Take a tour with it, bake the raw

Where the beats so savage

That it's knuckles gonn scrape the floor

Make a call, all the rocket ships taking off

Jah, Wu, gun music playin when we facing off

These rap niggas is bitches, nothing but suckers to me

Sacrifice myself for the music and let them suffer through me

Your weak product is nothing to me

I only feel effects when I fuck with Louis

Yep, I get buck in the studio like I'm Evil Dee

Pulling strings like the Muppet movie

Shining my light like Mos calling his mother Umi

Who's the hottest regardless of who's flaming?

We ain't talkin bout the best until you mention my name

Who're you kidding? The truest spitting

I'll break you like a mirror so it's clearer

That we don't believe in superstition

These new additions need supervision

Thinking that they can spit it in the booth like me

What are you stupid? Listen

I've been official, it's been official, I'm too consistent

I make a claim cause I'm too official for euphemisms

Staying in the cut like a new incision

I'll put you on your ass like True Religion

So give it up for the truest living

[Hook]

Take a tour with it, bake the raw

Where the beats so savage

That it's knuckles gonn scrape the floor

Make a call, all the rocket ships taking off

Jah, Wu, gun music playin when we facing off.