I need them out here in my life
Let's go, yeah, they ain't know what that sound like
This kid proficient in every position
Do it leave only to become a star in the sky?
On your eardrum, we got a new heartbeat
New York native and serious Talib fan
To document our bones, our blood, our lives
I get you hot but stay cooler than the night air
Feel the heartbeat, feel the heartbeat
I believe the scratch that I know, this ain't my full potential
But it seems like I've known him forever
Especially when 'til death do us part, like wedding rings
He who has moved through mornings and midnights
Listen, listen, a man always punctual with his mouth
Yo, what becomes of a dream deferred
Make no mistake, there ain't no escapin' your destiny
Your alpha and your omega, your beginning and your end
You're everything man
But incidentally, my energy heavenly
You're everything man
I try to fit it in the same rhyme
In the battle between God and the Devil
All city, all night I'm enjoyin' the fame
Scoping lightning from his pores
Only usin' 10 percent of my mental on instrumentals
Your father, your brother, your lover, your friend
Feel the heartbeat, feel the heartbeat
Keeping time with his hurricane beat
On your eardrum, we got a new heartbeat
You're everything man
Like when Kanye came out
The blood in your vein that gets spilled and, runs in the drain
Listen to his revolution of syllables
Yeah, they say you can't please everybody
Can he be so ill? There ain't no, pill or no remedy
Through deaths and dawns
The Reflection, 'Reflection Eternal'
You're everything man
Listen, listen to his exact wings
Strumming mists from clouds
Seems like the first time I heard him was like
I guess was when I started to listen, I hate to say that but
Him, Mos Def, all of them man
I'm a hustler, I'm a gangster and a rebel with the rank of a general
Asking us to pick ourselves up and become thunder
I'll be here forever, put that on everything
But realize, I can't be everything to everyone at the same time
My name, the burner that destroy the toy and the train
The maker of memories posses the recipe to your fate
I came all the way from Puerto Rico just to see Talib Kweli
Do it breathe? Do it got a heartbeat? Is it alive?
That's right, my flow one and the same, the joy and the pain
The man of your dreams and your nightmares commandin' your vision
I lay claim to your spirit, your religion, your belief system
That never makes it to the world to be seen or heard?
I'll do your hit in your kitchen and you're relief pitchin'
First time I heard him, I was in Japan
'Til it's quite clear like light beer, yeah, I'm standin' right here
There were no remembered witnesses to my doings
