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[Dave Chapelle as RICK JAMES] That's right bitches.. It's the beautiful mixtape Look this shit is beautiful, it's one of the best mixtapes You'll ever hear in your life One of the baddes muthafuckin' Funkiest muthafuckin' mixtapes, ever.. I said it... that's right bitches Talib Kweli You're now rockin' with the best, the best! [TALIB KWELI] Yeah When I was a young man I had stars in my eyes Time is wrinkled like the hands of the elders that love us I find a window to watch the path like ghetto grandmothers They says eyes is the windows to ya soul So I open the the blind to feel the breeze blowin' in from the winter chain Surround myself with images of bravery Cuz the soul of my people bared witness to slavery I seen the inside of my heart it get dark Like the flesh of my bone And heavy like the breath of this poem Plus, I seen lands so dry the trees cry Tears fallin' like it's autumn the leaves die Pre-packaged futures freeze dried, cross me by The body count in the streets is knee high SongtextePlus, I seen pubbles so deep the puddles speak Ripe with stories that leap from the cluttered street Blood'll be beet-red runnin' through the gutters cuz heat The currency that we exchange with folks who tryin' to eat I cried in my sleep, seen trains speedin' down the tracks of my tears Runnin' down the face of the Earth, c'mon I see it in the space that was the place of my birth I play eye tag with death - she's such a flirt That's some scary shit, I put it all in my music Real loud makin' a scene if I seen it I use it, yeah Beautiful strugglin' 'n' so I'm used to the bubblin' What I be utterin' so hot it got the homeless people huddlin' Haters mutterin' under breath, who ain't the best? See the scavengers 'n' vultures pickin' at what's left I rise from the ashes like a phoenix - believe it Flow brand new like a fetus - believe it Mean what I say if I say it, I mean it I lived it, I breathed it, believe me, I seen it [JEAN GRAE] Man I pray ya'll passionate I swing out like a little leaguer on a Sunday ignorin' the Catholics Rebel rap with a spine plated metal back I never fold medal gold with a vaultin' pole Nigger I'm better known as light let me shine on you Mind confident rhyme dominant lines constant Caramello color hella mellow The fellows run up 'n' "Hello" Hella sorrow when I tell 'em taken "Holla" I got that horrow vision, they say I'm masochistic I don't think it's crazy they call me shady I'm flattered, get it? My image is sick I'm in need of amedic I should get a permanent residence in hospital bed it's THe way I freak shit, you meek like that old rapper chick I smack an actor in a wall 'til his back's in the brick I rig 'em all with the mind basement 'n' trapdoors It's me I'll clap the survivors until I see some rigormortis I seen the forest through the trees But only because I cut off all the leaves And left 'em blowin' off into the breeze That I create whenever I speak I'm cheap fuck it, I need to win something Before I kick this rap bucket in Fuck it again, fuck you if this hasn't struck you As a genius stickin' out like a bucktooth I'm couth, yes I know it mostly regarded as pottymouth Dirty like the city ground you on when the shotties come out I'm witty plust I'm incredibly diligent Dream of the president mac-millied I'm militant I go along like a Philly bed I pity you SIlly fool I know ain't nobody really feelin' you (*Gunshots*) Aus Songtexte Mania