Knockturnal Lyrics - Talib Kweli

It's all good 

Do or die 

I hear ya before I come out that good working 

With not that ease I hear shooting and what not 

You know, what you hear, pop po-pop pop 

And I'm like you 

Come on, don't be late 

You ain't going out in that 

As I look to you 

Brother gotta make a living 

The vampires make you fear the night 

That kind of talk give them evil spirits life 

She on the track like she waiting for her tears to dry 

Listen real close you can hear the city cry 

You hear it right? 

Its like every night the city die 

We the blood, we give the city life 

Living the city life 

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The city get restless when the sun goes down 

The words get heated and the guns go *pow* 

I used to joke and smile, now everyone's so foul 

He grab the heat before he leave up out the front door now 

Check the weather, what's the forecast 

Tryna make it rain, lookin' for more cash 

Little man, ain't got no parents, who you gon' follow 

When your role models send you to the store for a cold bottle 

And you come back and see 'em in cuffs will be enoug 

To hate police, and define manhood as being tough 

Sneakers scuffed and them toes turnt up 

This shit is aggravating 

It's hard to put holes in denim, this ain't a fashion statement 

Yelling out "thats my car" 

So fascinated by material gain, it's already ours in our imagination 

The matrix nation of supremacy is masturbation 

The master race should make you want to mash your face and run 

Right up in somebody gates 

But where the fuck the safe 

Small, quiet dude in the back like " I know just the place" 

He flash a toothy grin the jakes love to hate 

And then he flashed the gun he had tucked in his waist 

The conversations, son, I'm hearing are overbearing 

Ain't no preparing for how much the hood be oversharing 

(Word) 

The night time, always the right time 

When your blood is what's flowing through the school-to-prison pipeline 

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The vampires make you fear the night 

That kind of talk give them evil spirits life 

She on the track like she waiting for her tears to dry 

Listen real close you can hear the city cry 

You hear it right? 

Its like every night the city die 

We the blood, we give the city life 

Living the city life 

When you ain't got a pot to piss 

Everybody on the block is your competition 

Police all in your pocket, you're forced to forfeit 

When your espionage is corporate, that means you got an office 

Instead arrested for the petty theft 

Expected to apologise for every breath 

A warrior stood in the face of many deaths 

But since they colonized us are there any left 

He in the streets like he ain't got a home 

Writing a poem to the beat of the sobs and moans 

Ran into Joan, skin chocolate as a Toblerone 

Clickety-clack of stilettos on wet cobblestones 

Streetlights illuminate how truly dark it is 

The block is a college, you got a degree in marketing 

A doctorate in swallowing, this pimping paid her scholarships 

She poppin' out her tits, 'cos they pay her to be provocative 

Broke niggas tryna holla tho (holla tho) 

But they ain't got no dollars though 

It sound like, Imma hit a lick anyday 

So fuck you bitch, she don't look that good anyway 

(You don't even look good anyway) 

Since when is pettiness a virtue? 

Cops circle the block, they went from stop 

And frisk to stop and merc you 

Smoking dark purple in a crop circle 

Fast life is not to ride the same got you 

The vampires make you fear the night 

That kind of talk give them evil spirits life 

She on the track like she waiting for her tears to dry 

Listen real close you can hear the city cry 

You hear it right? 

Its like every night the city die 

We the blood, we give the city life 

Living the city life