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Champion Requiem - текст песни



Champion Requiem


Bismillah ir Rhman ir Raheem


Peace, peace whats up y'all this is Mos Def


And this is a message to the people


If you see or hear goodness from me


Then that goodness is from The Creator


You should be thankful to The Creator for all of that


'Cause I'm not the architect of that


I'm only the...the recipient


If you see weakness or shortcoming in me


It's from my own weakness or shortcoming


And I ask The Creator and the people to forgive me for that


Thank you Brooklyn, Thank you World


Yeah, yeah there it is


Turn my voice up in the top a little bit


It feel good to be back


Whats up ochenta?


Yeah, yeah, ha..


It's the Black Dante in your headphones


Speakerbox (freaky radio) freaky radio


(Everywhere on the dial) tell you a little bit about me


For my hometown, break down a little history for you


Myrtle and Broadway, Roosvelt projects, Mossie projects


Listen..








I stepped on the field from no league just home team


I Jumped out the stands and I snatched the rock


With the final seconds +one to land+ on the clock


Mos post up to throw up the tie-breakin shot


I put it through the net and let the world's jaw drop


Then fled the arena before they called cops


Tell the players and the coach I wasn't tryin to blow spot


But the way they was ballin' made it difficult to watch


I was taught when there's somethin' you can change around


Keep quiet, you got nothin' to complain about


You got work to do, I don't know if that work for you


But thats how Mos work it through


And my work is personal, I'm a workin person


I put in work, I work with purpose


I get it there, on the water, air, the surface


You feel the impact? Niggaz yeah it's workin


Listen God did not make me a fearful person


The only fear I have, Is my failure to adhear his path


I would love it just to hear this back


On the ghetto streets where y'all at


On the ave's where the Jeep's go past


In the coupes where the seats go back


In the parties where it be so packed


And the atmosphere be so black


And them black things be so phat


If I could I would be so glad


But if not I won't be so mad


I'm still being a man, still feeding my fam'


And even if you don't see it my fam


I believe that I am, truly gifted, truly blessed


I'm yours truly, Brooklyn's own, Mos Def


I'm rockin the hard right, ground zero, to far left


I'm, well balanced, with immense talents


Burn the script, then flip it to keep myself challanged


And thats the mark of a true champ-ine


Thats whether I'm in or outside the ring


No fights, no tilte, no crown or reign


Feel my presence even when I'm up out this thing


Just trust, thats what I'm about to be


But until then settle in and rock with me








Ha, thats what its about to be


Ghetto people look alive with me


And say, We 'gon, stop by


Then we just keep movin on


Ghetto people, look alive and


Feel free, we just keep movin on


For Alliah, Left Eye, Jam Master Jay


All the great hero's who have passed away


Scott Laraque, Big & Pac, Feaky Tai, Big L


All the soldiers locked down in the cell


Lock up the flesh, but the spirit will prevail


To our loved ones, and deceased


Dyin in the street, or quiet in their sleep (B.I.G.)


Rest in peace, your livin in the mansions of our memory(+Sans Marie+)


Rest in peace, your livin in the mansions of our memory


And thats real


'Cause everythin in life 'gon come to an end


Because it must, and when it does


I hope that y'all remember me


With true respect


And ghetto love


Now raise it up


'Cause everythin in life 'gon come to an end


Because it must, and when it does


I hope that y'all remember me


Black Dante, from Myrtle and Broadway


Yeah, yeah y'all


Let me hear it back(echo)


Freaky radio (freaky radio) ha..


Freaky radio (freaky radio) everywhere on the dial



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