Talib Kweli
Tropical Storm
I call these rappers baby seals, 'cause they club you to death
I could call em' Navy SEALs, 'cause they government feds
What become of the vets? They drugged up, they fucked up, they in debt
There ain't no love and no respect, it's like a gang, it's like a club or a set
Hip hop's the new WWF
What do you rap or do you wrestle' n***as love to forget
We got til it's gone, you think you on, you still hustlin'? Backwards
Your topical norm a tropical storm, it's a fuckin' disaster
Back to the topic we on, it all startеd at Rawkus
They couldn't find the words to describе me so they resort to the shortcuts
Is he a backpacker? Is he a mad rapper?
An entertainer or the author of the last chapter
We living in these times of love and cholera
Synonymous with the apocalypse, look up the clouds is ominous
We got maybe ten years left say meteorologists, shit
We still waitin' for the Congress to acknowledge this
You ain't promised tomorrow, so get your paper up (word)
You can't always just borrow and asks for favors, bruh (nah)
Stand on your own two, never covet thy neighbor's stuff
Karma's a bitch so watch your mouth and what you sayin', bruh
I start a conversation based on general observation
Hip hop is not a nation, take it to population
N***as got a lot to say when locked inside the belly of Satan
Awaitin' trial, debatin' how the hell I got placed in this system
Am I a victim or just a product of indoctrination?
They exploit it and use me like a movie with product placement
You hear the congregation ' this is the hostile gospel
What the people want? Please deliver us
We wanna live it up, please deliver us
Th-th-this is the, th-th-this is the, this is the hostile gospel
I'm reaching through the fire please deliver us
You preaching to the choir please deliver us
Just keep it real with us

And what the people say? We wanna live it up
And what the people want? Please deliver us