Time Leak

Lyrics

[Intro: Talib Kweli & Sly Johnson] Come on Okay, okay Let's go Uh, Uh Yeah Check it out Yah [Verse 1: Talib Kweli & Sly Johnson] I got experience, how many books you truly read? Oh, the horror like a gloomy set Zombies movin' slower than the syrup that be oozing out the movie died I ain't a perfect man, I'm trynna do what [?] says I got a wife and I try to protect her, yeah Cause' the broken heart is the side effect of the lie detector She like the fly spectrum I try to check hеr sometimes defеctive, like make us alive and fly the vector (Peace) I rhyme religiously, I live vigorously Black man hate the nigger in me You diss me, I'll be the bigger MC Literally and figuratively, spit on you and spit to the beat, word It's so complete, It's so spiritual I know God personally, my flows' a miracle (I missed you) You praise the Lord and raise the sword I turn the words to flesh, this the resurrection you was prayin' for Move on, (Low, low, low, low) People, you gotta move on, (Low, low, low, low) Come with me, so fast (Low, low, low, low) So people you gotta be movin' on [Verse 2: Talib Kweli & Sly Johnson] Does the, writers progress have to be writers conscious? The writer's bomb shit, this is the writers' conference Writing nonsense, rhymes to the right is complex Yet it's still so simple for you to process It's like black hair, that's why they always pick it It's like cash man, you love the way it's fittin' We share the same sentiments, but I say it different (Word!) Thats why they pay for the play, I'm on my way to kick it Wait until the weight is lifted But that dont ever happen Until the bucket gets kicked, I'll be forever rappin' Still niggas forever nappin, it's time to wake 'em up Treat 'em like weed on your CD and I break 'em up Play the cut like a DJ I sign your CD, let you flip the bitch up on eBay (Get paid) Just be sure you get my next release (Word!) So wanna put the chicken in the pot Each one of my kids could get an extra piece Ever since you've been gone (Low, low, low, low) People, you gotta move on (Low, low, low, low) People, you gotta move on (Low, low, low, low) Come with me, so fast (Low, low, low, low) So people, you gotta be movin' on (Low, low, low, low) Move on, move on, move on (Low, low, low, low) [Outro: Sly Johnson and Talib Kweli] Yeah Check it out You now rocking with Analogtronics Yes indeed, yes indeed You gotta be movin' on You gotta be movin' on You gotta be movin' on You gotta be movin' on People, you gotta be movi—