Black Star Respiration Flying High Remix Lyrics

Respiration Flying High Remix Lyrics

Mos Def singing) 

 I'm flyin' high, in the friendly sky 

 without ever leaving the ground, yeah yeah 

 Rest of the folks are tired and weary 

 And have laid their bodies down 

  

 (Talib Kweli) 

 We lyrically rich, livin, spiritually fit 

 Eating healthy, coming clean never filthy 

 In God's eyes I'm wealthy 

 Felt the power as I entered the palace of 7 lights 

 Time traveled participatin on battles my brethren fight 

 For birth rights that they already got, and shouldn't have to get 

 Break down the steady plot that's accurate 

 Bust the shots that's immaculate 

 Take it to your nugget cause my beloved covet they freedom 

 Believe it put nothing above it love it or leave it 

 We blessed with free will so we choose to be ill 

 Like sharks keepin it movin we could never be still 

 Swim in the channels of life 

 The orators of rhyme handling mics 

 Tiptoeing through the corridors of your mind with candlelights 

 Everlasting in your hood like liquor stores and check cashin 

 Niggaz flashing (?----) classes sippin thug passion blastin 

 Makaveli 4, I bet on brothers with nothing to live for 

 To give more to the struggle, they already at war 

  

 (Chorus) 

 So much on my mind I just can't recline 

 Blastin holes til the night bled sunshine 

 Breathe in... 

 Breathe out, 

 Heard the bass ride out like an ancient (mating call) 

 I can't take it, I can feel the city breathing 

  

 (Mos Def) 

 Yo, 

 I pushed my pen and wrote this scribe 

 Like the morning wouldn't find me alive 

 I'm surrounded on all sides 

 By the kind and the cool, wise men and the fool 

 Young guns attending school, ghetto classes include: 

 Get yours, get it right 

 Get down, get paid, get ass, get around 

 Get on, get fly, get jig and get high 

 Live to get and you'll only end up getting by 

 When the nighttime covers the city like a cloak 

 I approach and assemble my hopes, into notes 

 Hard to sleep in the city that don't 

 Cause it won't let you rest, noises on your doorstep 

 'Nuff distress 

 Police department, raid the park bench on nonsense 

 Cause they fear to see the brothers conference 

 Regardless, we bond tight and we rumble all day to break night 

 Daylight, wifey riffin' to death - "you ain't right" 

 The same fight about my late night habits is mad static 

 But the city's so alive that I just got to have it 

 The planet of Brook-LAWN is what I look on 

 Ghetto chef rock your vest when you gettin your cook on 

 Dedicating this song to Scott LaRock, B.I.G. and 'Pac 

 Kwame Ture, Betty Carter and John Henrik CLark 

 Ron Brown, and freedom fighters going down 

 You set the pace, now we finish the race 

 It's on now 

  

 (Chorus) 

 So much on my mind I just can't recline 

 Blasting holes til the night bled sunshine 

 Breathe in... 

 Breathe out, 

 Heard the bass ride out like an ancient (mating call) 

 I can't take it, I can feel the city breathing 

  

 (Black Thought) 

 Yo, Yo 

 I'm from the year-round shootouts to summertime cookout 

 The wintertime grind with the shorties on the lookout 

 A chosen few know the rule, the rest threw the book out 

 The law stay on crews, thirsty with they hook out 

 That old-school bang out, 

 Money that pulled the thang out 

 They bit him and hit him with a few, he just came out 

 With the sharks that travel all parts within the same route 

 Narrow walls closin in, cutthroat to exit at the opening 

 Wrong place, you wasn't where you were supposed to been 

 You back around the end, heavy wasteline again 

 With them same suspect cats that waste time again 

 Ya'll need to wake the fuck up, and peep the monument in your face 

 Cuz ain't no time to waste not a minute 

 I seen my cousin (?----) said "Peace, yo where you been at?" 

 He said "the final frontier 'Riq, I'm up in that, 

 and it's the time to watch the place your foe and where your friend at, 

 Cuz where I rotate ain't nothin to grin at, I been at 

 the fork in the crossroads, the outer limit, 

 See you can stand tall or crawl and act timid" 

 The Black Thought with the Black Star, infinite 

  

 (Chorus and ad libs to fade)