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  • Текст песни Mos Def ft. Talib Kweli - Fix Up

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    [Verse 1: Yasiin Bey]
    I resolve, me and mine involved
    A lot of cats talk live, they ain’t live at all
    Sideline check, hush when it’s time to ball
    Said you was charged an' all, I’m surprised at y'all
    You could have a thousand rhymes, a thousand dimes
    The house to shine, coupes on the routes recline
    Be on Greenwich Mean, Beech Street, or Mountain time
    But weigh it up, duke – your pound ain’t a ounce of mine
    You’re down for mine, ashy and ground for mine
    Yasiin so clear, true, pronounce divine
    Pull down the blinds, shade them out or shine
    Everything from Bangkok to Bucktown is mine
    Say Black Star, great things sprout the mind
    Full moons and starry nights, new life and true light
    Desert flames and ancient names, cinematic classic frames
    Beautiful and fantastic things
    Like peace, equality; Allah see everything
    Don’t call it a comeback, I was home anyway
    Ain’t mister measure for all any time we been away
    Travelling man I carry home with me every day
    Bey, slim body push heavy weight
    Fix up look sharp, elevate
    And I don’t mean Copperfield or David Blaine
    We on solid ground and far above the clouds, Black Star

    [Verse 2: Talib Kweli]
    The wait is over, or is it overweight
    The game is bloated, there’s no escape
    They sub-standard, we substantial
    We got the great names, they got the love handles
    We slimming down, trim the fat
    Sit it down with all that chitter-chat
    You talking this and that – simmer down
    Got my name in your mouth, spit it out, son
    The music so powerful, use it to see the parallels
    I could make it rain but I make it plainer than Malcolm does
    Black Star, baby powder fresher than the talcum, yup
    People charged up, yup, we good with or without the plug
    You doubted us, but you’re still hating – wow, I’m proud of ya!
    Committed to your cause and it’s caused you to be a sourpuss
    Ain’t a number that could measure your level of cowardice
    You Power Puff, you pale in comparison, don’t get out enough
    Turn up the motherfuckers, the speakers ain't nearly loud enough
    Black Star rocking it, Chaka would be proud of us
    You had enough, callous as shallow and narrow-mindedness
    Preparing for the battle, the shadows is where you finding us
    You tryna bust – you dead, you synthetic as a designer drug
    The populace is ignorant, thank you for reminding us
    Separate myself from these rappers who hustle backwards
    Yup, they got zero property, like the laws of algebra

    [Hook]
    Fix up look sharp
    Black Star, good God
    And when the sky look dark
    Shine a light, look ahead, look up

    [Verse 3]
    Malcolm X and Marley Marl, the word of God, the works of art
    (Portraits of the brain and other unexplained phenomenon)
    Shut down Babylon (Smash all automaton)
    Feel the beat (Got 'em feeling geeked like it's Comic-Con)
    Far from the hardy-har (more like a Tomahawk)
    Rocket launch, Ali right cross knock they choppers off
    (Kweli and Mr. Bey) Fresh not from concentrate
    Looking very sharp today (Thank you brother, Danke Schoen)
    Craft working more than German engineering
    (And all the frequency that don't adhere to interference)
    Flashes of the spirit (Seekers of the clearing)
    They say that the tongue is the mirror of the heart so mirror mirror
    (Look, in that window is a freedom fighter’s grandson)
    Fixed up looking sharp, automatic handgun
    Look, parade, caravan (Diplomat, degenerate)
    Messiah (Pariah) The leader of the syndicate
    (Peace treaty written in) loophole penmanship
    (Same rows, two sides) Palaces and tenements
    Dispossessed native tongue noble open the lonely heart
    (Peel apart) Come together (Come together) peel apart, come together

    [Hook]

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