Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Joy, artist - Talib Kweli. Album song Quality, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rawkus Entertainment
Song language: English
Joy |
Wooaahh! |
yeah |
On top of the world |
Yeah, that’s how my seeds got me feeling' right now |
On top of the world |
Yeah, you ever felt like you could do anything (Yeah) |
On top of the world |
Amani Fela, Diani Eshe, I’mma hold y’all down for real (Gotcha!) |
It was 1996, 4th of July, looking off in the sky |
Dealing with thoughts inside, when something caught my eye |
It was a silhouette of a beautiful woman, bright with life |
Carrying my first seed, looking like she gone bear fruit tonight |
We at the African street festival, and she walking around |
Talking about the midwife said, that bring the baby down |
I’m about to be a father, the sights and sounds, seem brighter around me |
And for starters, I know I’mma work harder, word |
We got home at three in the morning, I was beat |
Them contractions started coming as soon as I fell asleep |
3:05, like every five minutes, then the water broke |
We aught to go, yelling at the cabbie, cause he’s sort of slow |
You know them hospitals all trying to get paid, no questions |
Here come the doctor’s with they drugs, trying to do c-sections |
But my baby stay’s strong, in labor for yay long |
Eight-pound baby boy, to carry my name on, joy! |
+ (Talib Kweli) |
Huh, yeah |
I know how you feel, Kweli I know how you feel |
(That's the sound of joy) |
See my brother, I know how you feel, Kweli, I know how you feel |
(That's the sound of joy) |
So when you, have a seed, come in the world, say dog that shit’s real |
(That's the sound of joy, y’all) |
Huh, Kweli, yo I know how you feel, Kweli, yo I know how you feel |
My baby girl |
June 10th, 1999, I been on the grind |
Since the birth of my son, it’s been about, way more then rhymes |
Baby on the way, my lady glowing today, at least |
That’s what the midwife said, on the phone |
Anyway, the music got me going away |
Like everyday, but it’s a blessing, so I gotta have patience |
And she got pregnant on a Jamaican vacation |
So it’s all good, this time well have the baby in a house |
I went the hospital route, I know what they all about (Never again) |
So I’m out on tour, in Baltimore |
Get the call around four, when the water hit the floor (Damn!) |
I gotta rock my show, but I gotta go |
Got second thoughts about her not going, to the hospital |
I left the show early, Mos held me down, good looking (No doubt) |
Call the car service, like, take me straight to Brooklyn (Uh huh) |
Got the news in the car, stayed sorta calm |
But I cried tears of joy, when they put my daughter in my arms, how precious! |
+ (Talib Kweli) |
Huh, huh |
Said I know how you feel, uh, said I know how you feel when you |
(My precious joy) |
Said I know how you feel, uh, Kwe I know how you feel |
(I know you do, huh, my precious joy y’all) |
Huh, uh, said I know how you feel (yeah), said I know how you feel |
(My precious joy) |
Huh, man I know how you feel (yeah), said I know how you feel |
I do it for the seeds y’all, in they formative years when they need y’all |
We gotta believe, in what we conceive y’all, it’s deep y’all |
I give them the truth, so they approach the situation, with ammunition |
I keep nothing away, they hear everything, cause they know how to listen |
Teach them the game, so they know they position, so they can grow |
And make decisions, that change the world, and break old tradition |
They put kids in jail, for a life they ain’t even get to start |
That’s murder too, and it’s breaking my heart, it’s breaking our nation apart |
We gave the youth all the anger, it’s just |
We ain’t taught them, how to express it, and so it’s dangerous |
You can’t talk to them |
Unless your language is relating to what they going through |
So busy ignoring them, you can’t see what they showing you |
And you wonder, why we called baby-daddy's and baby-momma's |
When we grow up, we can’t act like adult mothers and fathers, yo |
I’m so blessed to have a boy and a girl, everyday they bring joy to my world |
+ (Talib Kweli) |
Huh, yeah |
I know how you feel, Kweli I know how you feel |
(That's the sound of joy) |
Brother Kwe', I know how you feel, Brother Kwe', I know how you feel |
(Baby girl, my precious joy) |
Kweli, I know how you feel, say bro' I know how you feel |
(Fela, be my joy, yo) |
Huh, if you know how the people feel, let me really know how you… yo |
I do it for the seeds y’all (Repeat 5x) |