Bright As The Stars Lyrics - Train Of Thought: Lost Lyrics, Rare Releases & Beautiful B-sides, Vol. 1 - Talib Kweli

{*man talking*} 

haha yeah, but you brothers gotta be careful 

I mean that ain't your average, garden variety 

run of the mill gangster bullshit 

Y'all hardcore, but you got a edge 

Just look at ya, together 

You, you little black stovepipe colored nigga 

You are the same complexion as Marcus Garvey 

The man that brought self love 

to the black consciousness movement of the 1930s 

And now when we speak about complexion 

We move into (?) of where y'all comin from 

Yeah, red boned, variety covered 

genie in a bottle lookin motherfucker 

You are the same complexion as Malcolm X 

Ooh I'm tellin you you brothers you're gonna be large 

But like I said, you gotta be careful 

See, cuz you are tellin the truth 

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[Talib Kweli] 

Me and my man came out to put it down 

Yeah, we bout to do it all over again 

Here we go 

A lotta cats like to get on the microphone and front 

They say they rollin the paper like they ran outta blunts 

Tell ya how much the Soundscan of the month 

The man tell you to just do it 

We never let the man take advantage of us 

You get props off the diamonds you rented 

I get my props off the rhymes I invented 

Cuz I spoke my mind and I meant it 

Like Tae Bo with a bow tie, kicked your ass with class 

And we still take it to Brooklyn when we ready to splash 

Me and Hi-Tek got you ready to blast 

I'm all ready to last, I stay hungry like I'm ready to fast 

Married to the movement like a (?) 

The rhyme veteran 

You actin real bitch right now like a lesbian thespian 

Since they let me in the back I've been droppin you 

(?), stay fresh and clean like hospitals 

In the war the Cris' poppin, the wallet to wrist watches 

You ever think the wrist is watchin you 

That's why the cops is stoppin you 

Nigga please, they can track you down anywhere 

Your cell phone transmittin radiation through your ear 

Your 2-Way is way too new and obsolete next year 

Navigational system show you how to get there 

And you ain't think about how you got here 

Do you know where you are? 

What happened today? Back in the day they used to follow the stars 

Spillin so much you gotta catch it in bottles and jars 

And make MCs eat their words and swallow their bars 

Oh my god 

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[Talib Kweli and background singer] 

Kweli and I'm (bright as the stars that shine) 

Mos Def is (bright as the stars that shine) 

(that's what I'm talkin about, yeah) 

Black Star is (bright as the stars that shine) 

(and you notice, yo) 

We keep hip hop (bright as the stars) 

[Mos Def] 

Uh it's me (who?) Mos, the most beautiful, plain and unusual 

Black Star rockin with that hot shit you're movin to 

Massively musical that creep into your tuner to 

The top of the dial shit, that you don't know my style shit 

It's what them Brooklyn niggaz stay on foul wit' 

No matter what the scene is surroundin 

Yo, whether I'm on the grind or loungin 

I'm live and he say that I'm foundin 

Must suffer all the niggaz I'm down wit' 

This announcement gon' keep the ghetto bouncin 

Where people find pleasure in measurements and ounces 

Midwest, big stress is more houses 

Down South slangin the twang that it's pronounced in 

East on that foul shit, West, they straight clownin 

Black Star got the shit they all get down wit' 

Don't tell me you gonna seen or been around in 

(Mos Def) Terror stricken on your block 

I am the mucher worker with the hottest hand 

I keep it cookin like pots and pans 

I know that haters got their plots and scams 

But they simply can't stop my clan 

It's mighty Mos and super Kwa, my man 

Black Star my fam 

About to move on the hearts of man 

Until a small heart of hearts expand 

Newer day, dog start the jam 

And I spit flame that spark the jam 

Heavy hittin shit across the fence 

In other words I'm of the wall with this 

I drop heavy jewels and ornaments 

To make 'em shine a little more with this 

[Talib Kweli and background singer] 

Black Star is (bright as the stars that shine) 

Mos Def is (bright as the stars that shine) 

Kweli is (bright as the stars that shine) 

(I wanna hear the guitar) 

We keep hip hop (bright as the stars that shine) 

(yeah, come on, yeah) 

We keep hip hop (bright as the stars that shine) 

(yeah, what we do, what we do, yo) 

We keep hip hop (bright as the stars that shine) 

(yeah, Brooklyn, uh) 

Keep hip hop (bright as the stars) 

And all my people is (bright as the stars that shine) 

(come on, everybody in the house tonight, yeah) 

And all my people is (bright as the stars that shine) 

(yeah, take it with me now, uh) 

And all my people is (bright as the stars that shine) 

(yeah, I'm feelin this one, come on) 

And all my people is (bright as the stars that shine) 

(how we do it yall, uh) 

(bright as the stars that shine)