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Talib Kweli


Quality (2002)
Good To You
Get By
Rush
Joy
Guerrilla Monsoon Rap
Gun Music
Talk To You (Lil Darlin)
Keynote Speaker (Skit)
Put It In The Air
Shock Body
Stand To The Side
Waitin For The DJ
The Proud
Where Do We Go
Wont You Stay

Talib Kweli and Hi-Tek Train of Thought (2000)
Big Del From Da Natti
Africa Dream
Love Speakeasy (Skit)
Down For The Count
Eternalists
Expansion (Outro)
Ghetto Afterlife
On My Way
Experience Dedication (Skit)
Good Mourning
Love Language
Name Of The Game
Memories Live
Move Somethin'
Some Kind of Wonderful
Soul Rebels
The Blast
This Means You
Too Late
Touch You

Talib Kweli and Mos Def are Black Star (1998)
Astronomy (8th Light)
B Boys Will B Boys
Brown Skin Lady
Children's Story
Definition
Hater Players
Intro
K.O.S. (Determination)
RE:DEFinition
Respiration
Thieves In The Night
Twice Inna Lifetime
Yo Yeah (Skit)

The Beautiful Struggle (2004)
Around My Way
A Game
Beautiful Struggle
Back Up Offa Me
Never Been In Love
Black Girl Pain
Broken Glass
Ghetto Show
Going Hard
I Try
We Got The Beat
We Know
Work It Out
Talib Kweli : Get By

[Talib]
Yeah.. my Lord.. yeah

[Verse 1: Talib]
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through "Epidodes II," like "Attack of the Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by.. just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
We commute to computers
Spirits stay mute while you eagles spread rumors
We survivalists, turned to consumers
To get by.. just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
Ask Him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor
I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer
Me and Willa raised three daughters all by herself, with no help
I think about a struggle and I find the strength in myself
These words, melt in my mouth
They hot, like the jail cell in the South
Before my nigga Core bailed me out
To get by.. just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
We do or die like Bed-Stuy through the red sky
with the window of the red eye
Let the lead fly, some G. Rap shit, "Livin' to Let Die"

[Chorus: Background singers]
This morning, I woke up
Feeling brand new and I jumped up
Feeling my highs, and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smokin, and stop drinkin
And I've been thinkin - I've got my reasons
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by), just to get (by)

[Talib and background singers]
(ba ba ba, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da badahh
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by by by by by by)
(ba ba ba, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da badahh
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by by by by by by)

[Verse 2: Talib]
We keeping it gangster say "fo shizzle", "fo sheezy" and "stayin crunk"
Its easy to pull a breezy, smoke trees, and we stay drunk
Yo, I activism - attackin the system, the blacks and latins in prison
Numbers of prison they victim black in the vision
Shit and all they got is rappin to listen to
I let them know we missin you, the love is unconditional
Even when the condition is critical, when the livin is miserable
Your position is pivotal, I ain't bullshittin you
Now, why would I lie? Just to get by?
Just to get by, we get fly
The TV got us reachin for stars
Not the ones between Venus and Mars, the ones that be readin for parts
Some people get breast enhancements and penis enlargers
Saturday sinners Sunday morning at the feet of the Father
They need somethin to rely on, we get high on all types of drug
When, all you really need is love
To get by.. just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
Our parents sing like John Lennon, "Imagine all the people watch"
We rock like Paul McCartney from now until the last Beatle drop

[Chorus: Background singers]
This morning, I woke up
Feeling brand new and I jumped up
Feeling my high's, and my low's
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smoking, and stop drinking
And I've been thinking - I've got my reasons
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by), just to get (by)

[Talib: repeat 2X - with background singers]
Yoyoyo, yo
Some people cry, and some people try
Just to get by, for a piece of the pie
You love to eat and get high
We decieve when we lie, and we keepin it fly

Yoyoyo, yo
When, the people decide, to keep a disguise
Can't see they eyes, see the evil inside
But there's people you find
Strong or feeble in mind, I stay readin the signs

Common misspellings on this band:
atlib , falib , ftalib


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