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Talib Kweli( Talib Kweli Greene )
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Demonology
feat. Big KRIT & Gary Clarke Jr.
[Intro：Talib Kweli]
I see 'em, I see 'em
You don't see 'em?
For real?
Look around, son
Look around, son
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
Take a trip, I got you floating on this real spit
I rock the boat so much you get nauseous and start to feel sick
Too many house niggas, I'm taking them on a field trip
You fail to see it, I like to come with a kill switch
My wife said I got demons I've yet to deal with
But I ain't trying to hear though, my music is my mirror though
They like to put me on a pedestal for conscious rap
My flesh is edible, it's hard to keep the monsters back
The complete opposite of too emotional
Got feelings and emotions, just hoping I don't overdose
And miss the moments trying to control them til I won't overlord
Hard to handle me, get dismantled and now I'm home alone
I power trip like I'm sampling [?]
I got [?], my karma like a Buddhist law
I got my own demons, what I'm supposed to do with yours?
I got my own demons, what I'm supposed to do with yours?
[Hook: Talib Kweli]
Too many demons in the dance hall
And they stomping on what you stand for
Dorothy Parker in the tub with her pants on
Ready for a night at the opera with the phantom
They live in the shadows of the angels
The punchlines of the rap battles to entertain you
Poof, the evil words command you
Poof, the evil words command you
[Verse 2: Talib Kweli]
Demons wanted out of my flesh, it's quite accurate
It's tragic when you feel like you're loyal to the devil advocate
Legal-ease isn't a language, they made it up
No wonder I'm losing blood, everybody taking a cut
Speaking of tongues, they stay depicting your funds
Beating the drums of war to fry lines to your unfortunate sons
You think boys point guns when they run to the sun?
A decoy, Pink Floyd, cause they're comfortably numb
Word, wrapping ourselves in denial like it's a warm blanket
Trying to go evasive like faces to gear war painting
Pac shot in Las Vegas of all places
Fighting dark sides of the force like he was Lord Vader
Y'all haters develop to lead the role
When they start to give them hearts in your life and feed the trolls
I got my own demons, what I'm supposed to do with yours?
I got my own demons, what I'm supposed to do with yours?
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Big K.R.I.T.]
It's the light church, save that soul
That [?]on me, oh my, I gotta save them all
Pray the Lord forever call on them
[?]screaming for evil things that's letting me ball on them
Pick a mood, you can die, nigga
Chuck and jive to stay alive, nigga
[?]flames burn your boots like strange perms
Something don't take wheel, but fuck it, you live and learn
They with them all them roots and salty looks
Voodoo they put on you, baby doll can leave you shook
Pens and needles, hoes and blokes
When it cracking, come snapping out even, kept them feelings afloat
I know cause my folks lost souls off coast, never found
The triangle ain't just an ocean, it's on the rise
The heat of the sign, dodging demons, [?]forget us
Gone crooked
[Hook]
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