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