Talib Kweli – Heads Up Eyes Open (feat. Rick Ross & Yummy Bingham) (On The Tonight Show Starring Jimmy Fallon) (Live)

[Intro: Talib Kweli]
Take it to the top
Yea, that’s where we at with it
Take it to the top
Just cause you are a character
Don’t mean you have character
We taking stock right now
You ready? Let’s go

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
A wise man know what he know and what he doesn’t
If he’s not really sure what he’s saying, he don’t discuss it
A righteous man walks the earth without judgment
And loves his enemies enough to deliver justice
A pious man relies on religion for his direction
At times he introspective, but his biblehood never questioned
A dying man will make a confession, try to get into heaven
Thinking his lifestyle is blocking his blessing
A violent man will stock up on weapons and go to war for his
Get post-traumatic stress disorder, become an officer
A man of peace uses his words in different mediums
He’ll bleed for his beliefs practicing civil disobedience
An honest man knows only liars are scared of the truth
His word is his bond, but his action’s always the proof
A faithful man never need evidence to believe
But still he gotta work for the blessings that he receives
Let’s go

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see or understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Top tier niggas blossomed in the basement
All the nights that we were lacking those refreshments
Rain down, thunder storm with the flows
Articulate with the bounce, now I’m back like I’m Derrick Rose
Once the one on the bench with the snotty nose
Nefertiti would hold me when I was cold
Communion Sunday, my twenties went in the bowl
Forgive me lord for them bitches the night before
Business deals and the Bentleys I can’t afford
Gotta be the example for children to do their chores
Blowing weed smoke on the cover of The Source
Rolling Stones would’ve thought I was the boss
Fallen soldier on his own so we march
Roll up a bag of that weed, therefore I spark
Recite the Quran, I’m in the dark
Devil knocking on my door, he like a narc

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see or understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open

[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
No excuses, if I start it then I’ll see it through
God is what I see in you, so you might as well believe in you
Think what you see on TV’s true? The media deceiving you
They misrepresenting, misquoting then they misleading you
Belief is a funny thing, in case you’re wondering
If they want the ring, they coming for the throne like they the sons of kings
These average rappers is acting up for the dough
Yea I tell you what I believe, but I back it up with what I know
It’s the facts versus the facts simile, your raps killing me
My last victory was great moments in Black history
I celebrated with a bottle I just brought back from Italy
And some loud, I got super packs like I backed Hillary
Lost in desire, I walked through the devil’s fire
I inspire the resurrection of kings like Hezekiah
The trust you put in me to be a beast with this rhyming
That’s where the rubber meets the road and where your faith meets science
Let’s go

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see or understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open

[Outro: Talib Kweli & Yummy Bingham]
Take it to the top, take it to the top
Take it to the top, take it to the top
Take it to the top, take it to the top

Talib Kweli – Heads Up Eyes Open (feat. Rick Ross)

[Intro: Talib Kweli]
Take it to the top
Yea, that’s where we at with it
Take it to the top
Just cause you are a character
Don’t mean you have character
We taking stock right now
You ready? Let’s go

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
A wise man know what he know and what he doesn’t
If he’s not really sure what he’s saying, he don’t discuss it
A righteous man walks the earth without judgment
And loves his enemies enough to deliver justice
A pious man relies on religion for his direction
At times he introspective, but his bible he’ll never question
A dying man will make a confession, try to get into heaven
Thinking his lifestyle is blocking his blessing
A violent man will stock up on weapons and go to war for his
Get post-traumatic stress disorder, become an officer
A man of peace uses his words in different mediums
He’ll bleed for his beliefs practicing civil disobedience
An honest man knows only lies are scared of the truth
His word is his bond, but his action’s always to prove
A faithful man never need evidence to believe
But still he gotta work for the blessings that he receives
Let’s go

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see, I understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Top tier niggas blossomed in the basement
All the nights that we were lacking those refreshments
Rain down, thunder storm with the flows
Articulate with the bounce, now I’m back like I’m Derrick Rose
Once the one on the bench with the snotty nose
Never [?] would hold me when I was cold
Communion Sunday, my twenties, went in the [?]
Forgive me lord for them bitches the night before
[?] and these Bentleys I can’t afford
Gotta be the example for children to do their chores
Blowing weed smoke on the cover of The Source
Rolling Stones [?] was the boss
Fallen soldier on his own so we march
Roll up a bag of that weed, therefore I spark
Recite the Quran, I’m in the dark
Devil knocking on my door, he like a narc

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see, I understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open

[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
No excuses, if I start it then I’ll see it through
God is what I see in you, so you might as well believe in you
Think what you see on TV’s true? The media deceiving you
They misrepresent and misquote and then they misleading you
Belief is a funny thing, in case you’re wondering
If they want the ring, they coming for the throne like they the sons of kings
These average rappers is acting up for the dough
Yea I tell you what I believe, but I back it up with what I know
It’s the facts versus the facts simile, your raps killing me
My last victory was great moments of Black history
I celebrated with a bottle I just brought back from Italy
And some loud, I got super packs like I backed Hillary
Lost in desire, I walked through the devil’s fire
I inspire the resurrection of kings like Hezekiah
The trust you put in me to be a beast with this rhyming
That’s where the rubber meets the road and where your faith meets science
Let’s go

[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
In what you don’t see, I understand
But the picture is so much bigger
Than what we could even imagine
It’s hard to feel better
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Put your faith into action
Heads up and eyes open

[Outro: Talib Kweli & Yummy Bingham]
Take it to the top, take it to the top
Take it to the top, take it to the top
Take it to the top, take it to the top

Alizee – Lilly Town (Psychedelices Album)

Welcome
Bienvenue à Lilly Town valley
La ville color et en forme
Granny pomme

London
Ou Rome à côté sont démodées
Ici pas de miss Hilton
Paris s’étonne

À Lilly Town
Les enfants dansent
Sur des vieux Motown
Dans les cours d’école

Y a même
Un ciel si bleu
Qu’on peut y voir Lucy
Qu’on peut y voir même si l’on veut
John au Gandhi
Ou l’on s’écrit des mots doux comme
Al et Simone
Lilly dans son lit rêve à Lilly Town

Seven petits hommes errent
Dans les bois dormants
Sifflent Angie des Rolling Stones
En changeant l’air

Les nonnes
Ont des cornettes pleines d’ice-cream
Des oreillettes imaginent
Chanter Lennon

À Lilly Town
Les enfants volent
Sur des vieux Motown
Dansent avec les trolls

Y a même
Un ciel si bleu
Qu’on peut y voir Lucy
Qu’on peut y voir même si l’on veut
John ou Gandhi
Ou l’on s’écrit des mots doux comme
Al et Simone
Lilly dans son lit rêve à Lilly Town

À Lilly Town
Les enfants dansent
Sur des vieux Motown
Dans les cours d’école.

Y a même
Un ciel si bleu
Qu’on peut y voir Lucy
Qu’on peut y faire tout ce qu’on veut
Selon ses vœux
Où l’on pique un tout petit somme
Chez Al Capone
Le désir prend le tram à Lilly Town

Ad libitum
Fut le voyage
Balai delay
Faire Bree et le ménage

Ravie
Do bleu do ciel
Et des fa si fa sol
Des autres étoiles, aussi vu
Le do, scellées au sol
Coco lait chocolat cookies macadamiam
Et chaque soir des hommes
Qui jouent aux dames

À Lilly Town
Même le temps danse
Sur des vieux Motown
Dans les heures de colle

Y a même
Un ciel si bleu
Qu’on peut y voir Lucy
Qu’on peut y voir même si l’on veut
John ou Gandhi
Ou l’on s’écrit des mots doux comme
Al et Simone
Lilly dans son lit rêve à Lilly Town

À Lilly Town
Les enfants volent
Sur des vieux Motown
Au-dessus des ronces

Y a même
Le bleu do ciel
Et des fa si fa sol
Des autres étoiles, aussi vu
Le do, scellées au sol
Coco lait chocolat cookies macadamiam
Lilly Town est un rêve
Pour toutes ces dames