[Kids I'm freestyling, for me, and I I write them on the paper til it sky high I say goodbye, to all the bad I've done I start a new beginning, at this is how it From, KRS-One to Talib Now I'm the best on BET And MTV, better yet I'm known I am the key, to the best MC The prophecy, the one and A timeless masterpiece, I ain't the I'm the best, God said so I'm just trying to express my lyrical
[Talib Kweli with Musiq Soulchild harmonising Yo, yo It feel good, it so damn good, it feel It feel good, it so damn, uh It feel good, it feel so damn good, it It good, yo, yo, yo It good, it feel so damn good, it feel Baby me how it feel when I always keep it real It feel good, it feel so good, it feel Yo, now how it Yo
1 - Talib Kweli] It good, it feel so damn good, it feel Khalil brought the fly shit, I the hood appeal Notes from the is falling out the sky Like angels their wings so they see how it feel to cry Babies have babies for the coupons on the radio rapping, them cats is lukewarm I get up on it, spit up on it like a new The family structure ruptured, living proof like a group home B-Boy being a man, throw a on Stepping out hotter ??? when the soup's on My son like "Daddy, I be you when you gone" I I gotta go so I can stack chips like Lou Corn I ask my daughter how I look, she fixed my hat so I can it cool Cause like "That's what they wear in school" Then she me "Daddy, you know any superstars?" I looked at her and said "Stop silly, that's what you two are" I say it now and said it before And you can trust me on this cause been through it y'all Follow your and you can do it dog you're a star...
[Musiq All of the days... All of the days, of my life I on trying to find Yet another way to show you how, how you are There ain't no body, that can take that from you No what... though...
[Verse 2 - Kweli with Musiq Soulchild harmonising throughout] Yeah, yo, yo, yo And even though mummy and daddy might all through the night Argue and fuss, you a part of us that got to get right I don't you to death, cause I love you to life And you a teenager, you might not want my You might be full of spite, think grown, still a tyke And say things cut like a patient under the knife I say this, I was once a teenager too And respect for my peers is really all I related to But I made it through, you make it too So much I say to you...
[Talib Kweli - Repeat fade] Baby you a star, that's you are to me You I can tell? Cause you a part of me