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Little Brother - "Let It Go (Blackstar Version)"
Lyrics to Let It Go (Blackstar Version) : (feat. Mos Def & Talib Kweli) [Talib Kweli:] Mick Boogie (absolutely) Justus For All (hold up) Lets GOOOO! Be witcha in a second so sit tight Sometimes I be doin my body wrong just to get right I rip mics, rap life make me attack like a pair fight Grab a flashlight, took on +Marauder+ in +Midnight+ Blackouts in summer, New York nights are red hot Flowin like lava explodin out the bedrock Movin round the block like white, blue, and red top Radio edits reverse my curse like the Red Sox International, pass porters {'} gear And my songs here longer than dog years Fly, coast to coast yo check it its all clear Respect is my currency, you aint gotta count it, its all there My name is Arabic/Canaan Got few chicks from Jamaican to the {'} Asians Its all love, my piers just my luck o the Irish I dont FUCK with silly broads, I dont FUCK with the flyers Never fuck with hard drugs, the providers Like over-the-counter, these niggaz flounder like the fish outta water Its about to be some shit now, get your recorder No qualms to make the pay for, Ima hit the reporter, yeah God might direct me to whoop ya ass Enjoy ya laugh, cause we bring it back to Brooklyn fast With my man Black Dante, Big Pooh, and Phonte Do some classics like 9th, Tech, and Kanye, yeah! [Mos Def:] We now dangerous, am death to flavorish Big hip, lick ya lips, shoot to savor it So refreshin, no regression, host a session Its pro-black, pro-progressive, so affective The 9th Wonder is a Lil Bro collective Black Dante, Mr. Phonte cold perfection Warm soul on glow, not a neck on froze Keep your stuff on go, fore I check these hoes You fuck around and get it how it get mayne Case smack attack harder than ya pimp hand My speaker box equinox like Coltrane Killa K flow mayne need it in the dope game Hairy gorilla call back, no Rogaine and I make that ass drop like Im Soul Train I got soul mayne, heart and brains to match Im wit the Lil Bro, whats fuckin wit dat'' I put my town on the map like a star.. Witout the car.. And I ride clean, and my thing bling.. ..and you know exactly how I mean 9th Wonderful, so beautiful So unusual, its sho plain on your brain, in your body, in your soul All my hopes show..reach the goal [Rapper Big Pooh:] Youont know about me, youont know my life Youont know everything I go through to write Youont know my plight, youont know my fight and STILL, muhfuckers wan steal my light Thats right , Im right back with a write thats sick I done went another level, raise prices quick Ykno Big Dho told me, 'Always rap wit a chip' Ima do you one better, son I {'} wit a dip Thats borderline great thats best in all states Fifty-plus some, dumb niggaz, 'Huh'' If you 'huh', you can hear me, I speak clearly So my two sisters hear me, yeah Ronnie cheer me, sincerely I carry heavy burdens on my back Done, seen a lotta pain and my heart stay trapped Brothers on the grind tryna get that scratch fore them pagers get turned and your plans get scrapped! We back to the hustle where they fightin over scraps And your face get played cause you tryna watch your back My man, seen many niggaz goin like that This year, real life no rewindin it back! [Phonte:] Uh, uh. Let it go, better let it go Just let it go, ah ah, let it go They better let it go, they better let it go Let me talk to em, check it out.. Uh, it seem like, the more I achieve the more they expect Cause it aint nothin in breed seeds like success And though you might expect niggaz to lose they cause Or drop the ball, that nigga Tay aint like the rest Im built a little bit different, my specs is more rigid Phontes the medicine, of fine black specimen of Afro engineering, witout no interference To get it short, Im more than just yo average rap nigga or whatever you wanna call it Call it music, I call it my life performance Call em fans, I call em my life supporters whether they pan or they sneakin through, these are the people that Im speakin to I speak to you, and this is the year that Im gon Schiavo my rivals, nigga pull out the feedin tube Cause yall porch monkeys, that shake spears/Shakespeares And make a killin, my words worth worth a million Phonte and LB the last temptation Give a fuck if our shit is played on every station So yall rap niggaz cant follow me up You cant bottle me up, shit Im the well of inspiration, nigga! Let it go, ah ah, let it go Better let it go, ah, just let it go Pull it back, let it go, ah And let it flow like... [ Let It Go (Blackstar Version) Lyrics ]
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