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Talib Kweli _ Prisoner of conscious _ High Life (feat. Rubix and Bajah)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Talib Kweli
Talib Kweli
Performer
Brady Watt
Brady Watt
Bass
John Cave
John Cave
Guitar
Maurice Brown
Maurice Brown
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Talib Greene
Talib Greene
Composer
Ryan Chung
Ryan Chung
Composer
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Oh No
Oh No
Producer
Alby Cohen
Alby Cohen
Engineer
Jason Schweitzer
Jason Schweitzer
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

This the high life Call it my life Yeah, yeah This the Bah Butta The beautiful love Fit like a glove, whats good My peoples don't think I could Get it you know we should Holding like it's a grudge, submerged But I just surf I'm writing the universe But the stars don't fit in my bars I'm too mega It's the food on my label My plate is full of color arugula, banger I share the food with my neighbor Julian I made it like Fela Kuti and Ginger Baker Move raker sun scraper Give you five for them papes Take you higher on the vapors Sire of the flavor Designer of the caper Executive, executor, director When I'm a path rider up I'm a navigator Plight of a savior Now what would Jesus do How you believe in him? He don't believe in you The idea that you got I'm unbeatable That deem me and the princess bride inconceivable These MCs is eatable way edible I'm fishing with dynamite, now I got a freezer full of rappers Bastard I'm ten steps ahead of you Incredible, give credit where credit due Put passion into action Mashin on the gas when them others they be maxin Accelerate generate, power with my pen and pape Stimulate you simulate You do it I incinerate You do it for the inner place Musical when innovate you imitate You're theory's full of holes so I ventilate Damn the women say they love when we get on stage Even if they say they don't want quote And the hate just integrate They feel us like shade You know we feelin great Not a script that's writ This how originals spit It's an unconventional gift Kweli and turbalin Them others they be herbin it, the praise we deservin it Word I love strong Righting the right wrong Continuing to fight on I'm putting the gloves on I love horns, lovin this damn track Lovin the hand clap, clap, clap Lovin when you listen Love a fix said Ashford and Simpson Livin for the drums in the slums Some are the best part, The tourists never come They run when it gets dark Yeah, so I'm from outer space They funny like them bridal maids Booking like we playin spades Yeah we always make the grade Try to see to get a fade Lets see if they get the hate Sucker free I'm in my space Say I'm hella steezy yeah Believe i get us somewhere Streaking like a smarting Sunny in Delrous bright parking Fly chicks sparkin Then we up the road to the phoenix Steady bar hopping It's high life everywhere Tony Allen rhythmist Pad em on we living it Kweli on his business Everywhere we deep in this ...we speak in it So unique we spit Yeah the great debater The caped crusader The alpha the omega The favorite communicator Who's junky I'm the monk I'm the job creator The part of the conversation The start of the indoctrination Know this is a thing of beauty I'm bring it like left... I'm drinkin like a smoothy I'm spending like a ... Rappers out the sect I'm collecting them like suvey They acting up and I'm directing them like a movie Skip the drama this is action adventure They're so frickin soft it should be against the law The only contender Ah yo do i really need to mention This is the high life High life high life High life high life High life high life
Writer(s): Rodney Jerkins, Nelly Furtado, Niko Warren Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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