Rush Lyrics

Rush lyrics

[Talib Kweli: repeat 16X]
Feel the rush

[Talib over the repeated
line]
Yeah, I do this shit for real (you get Chuck D'd, "Shut the Fuck
down")
Ain't no games being played (remember that, remember that)
It
might be the career (yo)
It might be on the stage (yo)
It might be in the
street (yo)
But the people come to me (why?)

[Talib Kweli]
They
come to me for the lyrical, spiritual, raw shit I spit at you
Original, and
I see collective, not individual
Visual, in the mic I'm
un-fuck-wit-able
Invincible, offical nigga who they come to
For the
hardcore, art of war, rhymes that I got in store
Triple W in curo son or die
or
For education and culture, heads is waitin' for Mos to
Do the album
with Kweli, we do it like we suppose to
Nobody come close to my crew, we
wild nice
You ain't tight, your rhymes is like what a child writes
When
he can't spell, you chase crumbs and get ate like Han-sel
Can't hold your
mic, like your liquor, your style like an Amstel
Smack a nigga til my
motherfuckin hands swell
You ain't fly and you prolly got can-cell
Y'all
niggas shaky like handheld, amuteur camera work
In walking this planet of
earth
I'm the illest emcee and a man of my word
When I came out, niggaz
didn't understand it at first
I'm known to roll up my sleeves and put my
hands in the dirt
We at war and I got a battle plan that can work
With
the proper execution so I'm killin' 'em right
You get hit like a deer
standin' still in the light
I'm spillin' it like, I ain't never had a meal
in my life
Feed my family with my pen, it's so real what I
write

[Bridge]
We fight, fuck, get buckwild
Kill, chill, make
love, have child
Freestyle, b-boy, hit the block
Build, destroy, get it
hot

Yo, I make the place go apeshit (c'mon)
Ain't no other way to say
it, ain't nuttin to play with
I'm Langston Hughes, "Dreams Deferred" seen and
heard in the flesh
Cause so many people believe the word even when it seems
absurd
With keen observation I peep the game
And got blood on his hands,
I can see the stains
My street slang spray like shots when heat bang
out
Niggas keep my name in they mouth, I put they flame out
Where I'm
from, action is first and talk is second
I'm sharp like the blade in the
logo of Rawkus Records
New York's infected, niggaz beefin' on the
mix-tape
Got Nickelback niggaz thinkin' they can fuck with big
weight
Hell no, give it up, it's enough
We about to live it up, with ten
of us
We ride and you live with us
Pick it up, party people, you about to
get in touch
Give it up, everybody, you about to get a rush
You can find
Kweli in the cut, wth a Cohiba lit up bout to split a Dutch
Get it up,
everybody, you about to get in touch
Give it up, everybody, you about to get
a rush (whooo!)

[Xzibit]
Yeah, yeah
Quality material
Yo, check
this out
Yeah, you heard it
Kweli
You don't know how to say it by now,
fuck you
Broadcastin' live, from Brooklyn, New York City
Yeah, turn this
shit up
It's Quality music
You know how we use it
Feel the
rush

[Talib Kweli: repeat to end]
Feel the rush