paroles de chanson 2000 Seasons - Talib Kweli
Yeah
Hi
Tek...
Whom
do
we
aspire
to
reflect
on
peoples
death
Who's
entertainment
shall
we
sing
our
agony
Of
our
hopes
That
the
destroyers
aspiring
to
extinguish
us
will
suddenly
Suffer
remorse
at
the
sight
of
their
own
fantastic
success?
The
last
imbecile
to
dream
that
dream
is
dead
He
was
killed
by
the
saviors
of
his
own
dream
Armah
- 2000
seasons
Im
not
a
human
being
into
no
spirtual
shit,
A
Spiritual
being
manifested
as
a
human
that's
it
When
I
spit
I
spray
thoughts
that's
representing
my
life
Yo
I
step
into
the
spot
leave
niggas
open
like
mics
Take
on
em
on
a
tour
Explore
psychologies
of
war
Things
you
can't
imagine
if
you've
never
seen
em
before
Shorties
come
back
raw
Straight
out
the
c-
74
I
welcome
them
back
to
the
world
they
think
is
run
by
laws
The
world
is
run
by
men
who
use
laws
for
tools
But
I
come
thru
war
tactics
like
Shaka
Zulu
Mcs
is
soft
like
play-doh
I
shape
'em
Smash
em
to
pieces
Volunteer
Slaves
crave
the
words
i'm
painting
The
masterpieces
You
hear
em
on
the
radio
babbling
But
the
truth
is
traveling
with
the
word
As
they're
flying
through
the
air
like
a
javelin
Unraveling
like
a
verdict
Pound
it
in
your
chest
like
a
gavel
in
the
highest
court
In
Bablyon,
let's
travel
on
If
the
world
is
foul,
and
you
think
foul
is
how
you
got
to
live
Then
from
the
get
your
ass
was
foul
And
foul
just
is
how
you
is
No
excuses
see,
life's
dilemas
are
set
up
like
a
mirror
Just
to
show
you
all
your
faces
Now
your
clearer
understanding
is
clearer
You
had
your
chance
for
revolution
You
let
it
pass
you
by
That's
why
I'm
dissing
wack
mc's
till
the
day
that
I
die
Reflection
getting
you
high
We
stand
our
ground
with
the
believers
The
leaning
tower
of
Pisa
and
the
Pyramids
of
Giza
No
comparison
The
way
I
flip
it
is
embarrassing
Tis
the
season
Ain't
no
caroling
All
knowing
Flowing
like
spring
water
in
the
desert
Balling
through
the
barren
land
Where
niggas
take
a
stand,
like
castles
made
of
sand
Free
falling
For
anything
Nothing
but
a
plan
to
fail
for
they
selves
No
sense
of
delf,
needed
daily
affirmations
of
self
help
Yo
it's
right
in
front
of
yo
grill
stop
looking
everywhere
else
Speaking
of
planning,
Hustling
and
scheming
Looking
for
hookups
Took
up
too
much
time
Like
a
fiend
for
rocks
that
got
cooked
up
God
bless
the
child
that
got
his
own
shit
I
got
my
team's
So
the
fiends
now
become
opponents
They
the
opposition
Stronger
from
competition
Shining
like
a
golden
shower,
your
face
i'm
pissing
in
Completing
a
genocide
mission
like
The
Warren
commission
Like
fathers
was
supposed
to
be
missing
While
our
sisters
were
supposed
to
be
whoring
Save
it
for
a
rainy
day,
money
is
pouring
Under
grey
clouds,
black
butterflys
still
be
soaring
Flying
in
frienldy
skies
We
classifying
the
highs
Blood
be
flowing
in
the
streets
like
crimson
tide
in
my
eyes
Tye
be
having
me
drowsy
But
I
get
mellow
with
the
chronic
Intellectuals
embarrassed
cause
we
discussing
ebonics
I'm
on
a
roll
like
sonic
In
an
age
that
the
plague
got
bubonic
proportions
Yo
I
call
it
reparations,
but
they
call
it
extortion
Whatever
Just
give
me
mine
But
caution
You've
been
warned
for
the
very
last
time
I'm
not
telling
you
again
So
relay
it
to
your
crew
You
gotta
actually
do
Forget
the
drive
in,
drive
by
and
drive
through
You've
got
to
Get
out
the
car
Humble
yourself
Tilt
your
head
back,
and
look
at
the
stars
Shining
over
someplace
very
far,
from
where
you
standing
When
the
night
is
clear
You
understanding
just
who
put
them
there
What
you
know
about
the
space
you
get
lost
in
Your
peoples
can't
hear
you
in
the
distortion
The
desert
is
absorption
And
you
stucked
in
and
you
stuck
off
american
freezing
for
like
2000
seasons
and
upon
your
return
from
raping
and
crossbreeding
Your
own
people
accuse
you
of
deceiving
and
misleading
and
Causing
mass
confusion.
Drug
abusing
Now
you
all
caught
up
in
institutions
At
this
time
you've
got
to
break
it
down
and
be
showing
and
proving
An
A&R
told
me
that
i
use
to
many
catch
phrases
True
I'm
trying
to
catch
all
my
people
in
all
different
stages
All
different
phases
It's
like
that
y'all...
It's
like
this
y'all
You
don't
stop
Keep
it
goin
y'all
Reflection
y'all
We're
frickin
like
this
You
don't
stop
Here
we
goin
y'all
Album
Train of Thought: Lost Lyrics, Rare Releases & Beautiful B-Sides, Vol. 1 (DJ Mix)
date de sortie
21-07-2015
1 Space
2 2000 Seasons
3 Bright as the Stars (feat. Black Star)
4 Wack Niggaz
5 Boomerang
6 Ocean Song (feat. Mela Machinko)
7 7:30 (feat. Res)
8 Distractions
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