2020 a vždy keď končím tretí pohár vína, smejem sa na vytunovaných pičkách ako predstierajú nezáujem o chlapcov v tesných tričkách... sú tváre / rýmy / beaty, ktoré neviem ani po rokoch dostat z mysle vždy ked som na kašu chcem vrátiť tie chvíle <3
[Intro: singers (Talib)] Deliver us, deliver us (Yeah) Deliver us, deliver us (What? Yeah) [Talib Kweli] And what the people say? We wanna live it up And what the people want? Please deliver us And what the people need? Hey... I got that, yeah [Talib Kweli] I call these rappers baby seals, cause they club you to death I could call 'em Navy SEALs, cause they government feds What become of the vets? They drugged up, they fucked up, they in debt There ain't no love and no respect, it's like a gang it's like a club or a set Hip-Hop's the new WWF What do you rap or do you wrestle? Niggaz love to forget We got til it's gone, you think you on, you still hustlin backwards Your topical norm a tropical storm, it's a fuckin disaster Back to the topic we on, it all started at Rawkus They couldn't find the words to describe me so they resort to the shortcuts Is he a backpacker? Is he a mad rapper? An entertainer or the author of the last chapter We living in these times of love and cholera Synonymous with the apocalypse, look up the clouds is ominous We got maybe ten years left say meteorologists, shit We still waitin for the Congress to acknowledge this~! [Chorus: Talib Kweli & singers in the background] What the people want? Please deliver us We wanna live it up, please deliver us Th-th-this is the, th-th-this is the, this is the hostile gospel I'm reaching through the fire - please deliver us I'm preaching to the choir - please deliver us Just keep it real with us, you scared to spill your blood Your words rung hollow, we need someone to follow [Talib Kweli] You ain't promised tomorrow, so get your paper up You can't always just borrow and asks for favors bruh Stand on your own two, never covet thy neighbor's stuff Karma's a bitch so watch your mouth and what you sayin bruh I start a conversation based on general observation Hip-Hop is not a nation, take it to population Niggaz got a lot to say when locked inside the belly of Satan Awaitin trial debatin how the hell I got placed in this system Am I a victim or just a product of indoctrination? They exploit it and use me like a movie with product placement You hear the congregation; this is the hostile gospel The truth is hard to swallow it'll leave you scarred tomorrow Keep it honest our motto, these niggaz keep it bottled I'm the writer who reach the fighters like speeches by Cus D'Amato DJs stickin to vinyl like "Fuck Serato" Suppliers who ride around the block, in the custom models Ballin like the struck the lotto you know who the cleanest is A nigga keep it reeich with the stitch and greedy geniuses I'm not a hipster, but I flip it like a sneaker pimp Expose the game, treat it like a bitch Smack fire out these hoes, cause they snitch and tap wires while I plead the fifth You can't trust a soul in the biz, so be careful who you eatin with and sleepin with and also who you chiefin with You never know they might've added in secret ingredients [Chorus] [Talib Kweli] Freedom's a road that's seldom traveled, watch hell unravel Right before the eyes of the soldier who fell in battle The single mother who raised her daughter to bear the sacred water And not take the hand of every man who make a offer To black kids wishin they white kids, when they close they eyelids Like, "I bet they neighborhood ain't like this" White kids wishin they black kids, and wanna talk like rappers It's all backwards it's identity crisis The industry inside us is vipers with fangs trying to bite us Drug suppliers is the health care providers We cakin, makin narcotics outta household products We ain't workin out 'til we exorcise the demons that's inside us Plus they seem to just provide us with enough rope to hang ourselves Enough dope to slang ourselves, enough toast to bang ourselves It's officially nigga season, these niggaz is bleedin That's why I'm spittin freedom we had enough of trigger squeezin [Chorus] [Outro: singer] In these tryin days and times All I need is to be free I can't do it on my own Lord can you deliver me? There are trials still to come It's salvation that I need So I'm reachin to the sky Lord can you deliver me? Deliver us... Deliver us, yeah Deliver us, ohhhhhhhhhh Oh, deliver us Deliver us Ohhhhh Deliver us yes Deliver us, deliver us, deliver us Yeah yeah yeah, ohhhhhhhhhh... [ad libs to fade]
People be mad at every word I say. I rather have your own logic on replay. These people I evade makes no sense as I restate. People be acting hard these days. I rather throw a grenade as people sacrifice my vision like christ. I guess some people pay the price for your actions tonight. People don't unite. You argue left and right. I need my graphite. The only thing that dosen't snap my spine. I rather be back in a lifeline. People be so intrested in killers like they be one. People put music on rerun. I need my freedom. I need to build my own kingdom. My death will bring back peace as my vision erupts. Your not human if this dosen' t sink us. The vision splits when music dosen't link up. People put thier drink up. I was to busy trying to avoid geting inked up. You never dedicated yourself to writing. You never walk under rain and lightning. I have the answers because I pay attention to detail. People want retail. Why you mad because I prevail. People don't read mail. They are mad because I'm a male. Anger sails. I rather wind up in jail. I rather stay for something I am. This is where I stand. You forgot my facts. I walk by tracks. You hate my status and don't have my back. My knowledge has been hijacked. Hackers may bypass. Why do you think smart people are strapped? People are greedy and start gats. The gun don't make the man. The gat don't make you strapped. Why do you think I advance? I have flashbacks where people stole my time and fam fast. History repeats misery. My inner me wants to be greedy like you delivery. Why deliver me? We supposed to make a difference like martin luther king. We supposed to be a pacifist like christ. We supposed to bring back the lost in your eyes. Theirs a thousands humans whos going to rise. This is round is going to end my fight. You should let go of anger inside. Christ stands for cry and storyline. Two word in one. When are couples going to unite? Am I rude or are you too nice? Even if your atheist tell me I am not right. When people go to funerals don't they remember your storyline and cry. Rememberance itself is pain. We need change. The lost needs fame. Even death has picture frames. When the liquor fades how will you be remembered or am I insane?
I'll never get tired of the "Outro" verse by the women singing DELIVER US...
♠️♥️
This one’s very close to call.
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I remember sitting in Baraga Max when this dropped, seeing the video on Rap City.
Tri dvojky v roku a vždy keď na túto vec narazím tak mam vibe ako pri prvom počutí.. I still enjoy it 🔥
repesct for those who are here in 2022!
Jan 2022🔥🔥
LOVE THIS SONG AND BEAT
One of the best and truest opening lines ever
I just said that to one of my friends, opening bar is legendary throughout all times...
Sang it
2021, Dimitrovova.
nostalgia .. ach kurwa. už som starý vtedy ešte sopliak :D
*back to being superstars.
2021... if he only knew...
flows
What!!! This should have more views ppl just don’t know what good lyrics are!
This is a good joint to listen to on Sundays. Kweli is the 🐐
v knihe modre hory je aj tretia (beneho) sloha.... nie je na youtube aj tato verzia?
this dude is pussy. STRAIGHT TRASH #ADOS BITCH
2020?🤩
supa wow
2020 a vždy keď končím tretí pohár vína, smejem sa na vytunovaných pičkách ako predstierajú nezáujem o chlapcov v tesných tričkách... sú tváre / rýmy / beaty, ktoré neviem ani po rokoch dostat z mysle vždy ked som na kašu chcem vrátiť tie chvíle <3
[Intro: singers (Talib)] Deliver us, deliver us (Yeah) Deliver us, deliver us (What? Yeah) [Talib Kweli] And what the people say? We wanna live it up And what the people want? Please deliver us And what the people need? Hey... I got that, yeah [Talib Kweli] I call these rappers baby seals, cause they club you to death I could call 'em Navy SEALs, cause they government feds What become of the vets? They drugged up, they fucked up, they in debt There ain't no love and no respect, it's like a gang it's like a club or a set Hip-Hop's the new WWF What do you rap or do you wrestle? Niggaz love to forget We got til it's gone, you think you on, you still hustlin backwards Your topical norm a tropical storm, it's a fuckin disaster Back to the topic we on, it all started at Rawkus They couldn't find the words to describe me so they resort to the shortcuts Is he a backpacker? Is he a mad rapper? An entertainer or the author of the last chapter We living in these times of love and cholera Synonymous with the apocalypse, look up the clouds is ominous We got maybe ten years left say meteorologists, shit We still waitin for the Congress to acknowledge this~! [Chorus: Talib Kweli & singers in the background] What the people want? Please deliver us We wanna live it up, please deliver us Th-th-this is the, th-th-this is the, this is the hostile gospel I'm reaching through the fire - please deliver us I'm preaching to the choir - please deliver us Just keep it real with us, you scared to spill your blood Your words rung hollow, we need someone to follow [Talib Kweli] You ain't promised tomorrow, so get your paper up You can't always just borrow and asks for favors bruh Stand on your own two, never covet thy neighbor's stuff Karma's a bitch so watch your mouth and what you sayin bruh I start a conversation based on general observation Hip-Hop is not a nation, take it to population Niggaz got a lot to say when locked inside the belly of Satan Awaitin trial debatin how the hell I got placed in this system Am I a victim or just a product of indoctrination? They exploit it and use me like a movie with product placement You hear the congregation; this is the hostile gospel The truth is hard to swallow it'll leave you scarred tomorrow Keep it honest our motto, these niggaz keep it bottled I'm the writer who reach the fighters like speeches by Cus D'Amato DJs stickin to vinyl like "Fuck Serato" Suppliers who ride around the block, in the custom models Ballin like the struck the lotto you know who the cleanest is A nigga keep it reeich with the stitch and greedy geniuses I'm not a hipster, but I flip it like a sneaker pimp Expose the game, treat it like a bitch Smack fire out these hoes, cause they snitch and tap wires while I plead the fifth You can't trust a soul in the biz, so be careful who you eatin with and sleepin with and also who you chiefin with You never know they might've added in secret ingredients [Chorus] [Talib Kweli] Freedom's a road that's seldom traveled, watch hell unravel Right before the eyes of the soldier who fell in battle The single mother who raised her daughter to bear the sacred water And not take the hand of every man who make a offer To black kids wishin they white kids, when they close they eyelids Like, "I bet they neighborhood ain't like this" White kids wishin they black kids, and wanna talk like rappers It's all backwards it's identity crisis The industry inside us is vipers with fangs trying to bite us Drug suppliers is the health care providers We cakin, makin narcotics outta household products We ain't workin out 'til we exorcise the demons that's inside us Plus they seem to just provide us with enough rope to hang ourselves Enough dope to slang ourselves, enough toast to bang ourselves It's officially nigga season, these niggaz is bleedin That's why I'm spittin freedom we had enough of trigger squeezin [Chorus] [Outro: singer] In these tryin days and times All I need is to be free I can't do it on my own Lord can you deliver me? There are trials still to come It's salvation that I need So I'm reachin to the sky Lord can you deliver me? Deliver us... Deliver us, yeah Deliver us, ohhhhhhhhhh Oh, deliver us Deliver us Ohhhhh Deliver us yes Deliver us, deliver us, deliver us Yeah yeah yeah, ohhhhhhhhhh... [ad libs to fade]
Thanx
srdcovka aj v roku 2020 ♥️
2020 and beyond baby!
PREACH after all these years i still get mad hyped JOY
2019 ? Timeless music
"Be careful who you eatin with & sleepin with and also who you chiefin with you never know, they might've added in secret ingredients" 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥
J
2019 a stále si to idem :)
podobne starý.. som rád že nie som sám čo vie čo je dobré
Tiez na tom frcim.... modre hory a supa su proste super
dawe dast tak isto srdcovka😶
People be mad at every word I say. I rather have your own logic on replay. These people I evade makes no sense as I restate. People be acting hard these days. I rather throw a grenade as people sacrifice my vision like christ. I guess some people pay the price for your actions tonight. People don't unite. You argue left and right. I need my graphite. The only thing that dosen't snap my spine. I rather be back in a lifeline. People be so intrested in killers like they be one. People put music on rerun. I need my freedom. I need to build my own kingdom. My death will bring back peace as my vision erupts. Your not human if this dosen' t sink us. The vision splits when music dosen't link up. People put thier drink up. I was to busy trying to avoid geting inked up. You never dedicated yourself to writing. You never walk under rain and lightning. I have the answers because I pay attention to detail. People want retail. Why you mad because I prevail. People don't read mail. They are mad because I'm a male. Anger sails. I rather wind up in jail. I rather stay for something I am. This is where I stand. You forgot my facts. I walk by tracks. You hate my status and don't have my back. My knowledge has been hijacked. Hackers may bypass. Why do you think smart people are strapped? People are greedy and start gats. The gun don't make the man. The gat don't make you strapped. Why do you think I advance? I have flashbacks where people stole my time and fam fast. History repeats misery. My inner me wants to be greedy like you delivery. Why deliver me? We supposed to make a difference like martin luther king. We supposed to be a pacifist like christ. We supposed to bring back the lost in your eyes. Theirs a thousands humans whos going to rise. This is round is going to end my fight. You should let go of anger inside. Christ stands for cry and storyline. Two word in one. When are couples going to unite? Am I rude or are you too nice? Even if your atheist tell me I am not right. When people go to funerals don't they remember your storyline and cry. Rememberance itself is pain. We need change. The lost needs fame. Even death has picture frames. When the liquor fades how will you be remembered or am I insane?
V tejdo dobe skurveneho ako ze rapu ...je toto klenot ... prosim nestrst to .
Heavenly
📿.
Handle yours. 555 . Take the info or not. You get your reward in full
Take my word for it;-) don't curse in the same song your talking about our holy father . I'm far from perfect but I handle my biz
Last first first last . Bet cha hate on the chosen too, all's good . Sing the word of God but take your disrespect somewhere else. 444
. Curse words ??!!! Really .... and what about tomorrow? We aren't promised tmrrw
12os ΜΌΝΟ. Αυτός ο άνθρωπος με έχει σωσει με τα τραγούδια μου.Σε αγαπω φιλε
Έχει πάρει το instrumental η ίδιο sample ?
Maaannn!!!💪💪💪👌👌👌💯💯💯💯🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥#realshit
12os
One of the freshest songs ever. That beat is so raw when it drops and Talibs first verse
love this album still
classykal
ΣΤΑ ΤΕΣΣΕΡΑ ΤΟΝ ΒΑΖΩ ΚΙ ΑΡΧΙΖΕΙ ΝΑ ΦΩΝΑΖΕΙ "ΑΧ ΓΙΑΓΙΑ Ο ΑΛΕΞ ΜΕ ΒΙΑΖΕΙΙΙ"
One of the dopest songs ever
real shit this song so fuck all them sold rappers in the game
it's sad that this song is still relevant to the present
Stilllll true bro. We headed to 2019
"We ain't working out 'Till we exorcise the demons that's inside us."
Ben Rifkin my favorite bar from this song.