Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Traveling Light, artist - Talib Kweli. Album song Radio Silence, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.11.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 3D, Javotti Media
Song language: English
Traveling Light |
I come from the god body era |
I come from standing on street corners |
Smoking blunts outta white owls for 40s |
Building and destroying about the suns and the planets and the moons and the |
stars |
About the nature of man |
About knowledge where some people don’t understand |
And you had |
Come on! |
Yeah Chris, yeah, I like that right there, yeah! |
Come on! |
Kaytranada, classic |
Waste these niggas, son |
I gotta doctorate in rockin it |
We got it poppin, it’s marvelous, nigga watch it |
You follow a car but can’t be stop it to intervene |
You’re erroneous, these the phoniest rappers I’ve ever seen |
When I take flight, I’m traveling light |
Double of times, when I’m touring, exploring outside the genre |
Illuminate, when I grabbin the mic |
It’s so bright it’ll blind you |
Yeah, I’m back with a friendly reminder |
We’re two ships that’re passing in the night |
But alas, you got to run into the iceberg, cracking this shit in half |
Traveling light, not talking about back of the back |
First I get back in the lab |
Then I hit the road, I be back in a flash |
Barry Allen mixed with Harry Allen |
My blood hot as volcanic rock formed in Canary Diamonds they find on Canary |
Islands |
My rhymes inspired by enviroments of the very violent |
I’m the voice of a generation that’s very silent |
I stick to my convictions like I’ve been indicted |
All you niggas throwing me shade |
You about to get enlightened |
Travel light |
Travel light |
Traveling light |
Travel light |
You grinding to the sun up |
Whether it’s cold murder |
The pies have been cut up |
Hopping over the hurdles |
Just look at the stride |
Life is heavy enough but you looked at me high |
Huh, rather leave it behind |
The legacy that you deal will be never let down (so) |
Brooklyn is changing, and so am I |
I see you on the other side |
Travel light |
I’m faster than the speed of sound |
Smashing through these barriers |
I’m blasting out your speakers now |
Travel around the planet till I landing where I’m needed now |
We entertainers, they wanna call us leaders now |
Woah, it’s not in the plans |
Sharp when I land |
Stop for the fans |
Every airport from Okinawa to Osaka, Japan |
Stop assuming I live in your time zone |
Jet lag is my reality |
The road is my home, I roam |
Your downfall is you should probably get out more |
I been planning out tours |
With a band of outlaws |
I’m packing my bags |
Just marijuana and magazines |
Wrapping the flag around a pistol, the red, the black and the green |
Never crashing, the grill is mean |
When I’m whipping machines |
Dipping between |
All these commuters, they moving slow like they sippin' the lean |
Are they living the dream? |
Get to they office and that computer’s drifting off until they spit start to |
drip from the screen |
Travel light |
Travel light |
Traveling light |
Travel light |
You grinding to the sun up |
Whether it’s cold murder |
The pies have been cut up |
Hopping over the hurdles |
Just look at the stride |
Life is heavy enough but you looked at me high |
Huh, rather leave it behind |
The legacy that you deal will be never let down (so) |
Brooklyn is changing, and so am I |
I see you on the other side |
Travel light |
City of broken promises |
My mission is reconnaissance |
It’s dangerous for anybody following |
That’s why I take biting as a compliment |
It’s proof of my dominance |
It’s the haters' way of congratulating me for my accomplishments |
Well, I’m so atop of this demolishing all the Charlotters |
To whisper in the ears of your congressmen |
Shoving dollars in their pockets |
The more we locked up, the more they profiting |
They building empires like Ottoman |
Now who you wanna face? |
The sharks in the water or the snakes in the boat? |
The lesser of two evils be fighting for fake votes |
We walking through the valley of darkness, so stay close |
Need the light at the end of the tunnel to make a toast |
Raise a glass to our glorious past |
We the wave of the future |
Never confusing protesters for looters |
Silencing Radioheads and OK Computers |
Travel to Mecca like Mansa Musa |
So let’s go |
(Yeah!) |