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 Oh, what's up, everybody? This is Rick James Talib Kweli, DJ Hi-Tek, Reflection Eternal
  We make the music that change your life 'Bout to touch you just right All night we gonna to shine the light 'Bout to touch you just right We make the music that change your life 'Bout to touch you just right All night we gonna to shine the light 'Bout to touch you just right
  Piakhan floating on the mighty clouds of joy Building a future, yo, for my daughter and baby boy (Uh huh) I moved from the hood, yet the shit still in me And your opinion is nothing to me, I have plenty Like bein' out of prison with a roof over my dome And possessing the gift such as sparking the microphone Accumulate the provolone Makin' it happen with Talib, a Nattian cat, we got 'em snappin' Roberta Flack-in' the track and, killin' em softly without flossin' But yet the shine is glossy and The run the lyrical train through your brain shit Strategy pain, I'm on some Clubber Lang shit With the iron, ain't no use in you trying, I ain't lyin' Through your ears mesmerize 'em It's about time the genuine started risin' Once again replace bullets with words, try to make it fun again
  We make the music that change your life 'Bout to touch you just right (Right, right right) All night we gonna to shine the light 'Bout to touch you just right We make the music that change your life 'Bout to touch you just right (Right, right right) All night we gonna to shine the light 'Bout to touch you just right
  If they put my life on the screen then it's got to be the IMAX I live large, stroke your mind 'til you reach climax Terrorist hijack on Hi-Tek fly tracks Front, don't try that, my niggas got my back You gotta relax, ease back What's that all about with the feedback? All up in my mouth, we don't need that Enjoy life, open up a tree sack Take a trip, pass thought, no passport, just leave that Asphault is the place to be at Where the people fire burn so bright you can see that, believe that It ain't light music (No) We make the right music (True) Keep it tight music (Yes) Affirmin' life music (Come on)
  We make the music that change your life 'Bout to touch you just right (Right, right right) All night we gonna to shine the light 'Bout to touch you just right (Uh, uh uh) We make the music that change your life 'Bout to touch you just right (RIght, right right) All night we gonna to shine the light 'Bout to touch you just right
  It's like girls got the bass all up in they hips My favorite part on the face is the shape of the lips Yeah, I wanna touch you there (Right there) Your mind is my concubine when I deliver shivers up your spine Words eatin' at your soul ike the bread and wine My brain is embedded with rhymes that's ahead of they time I rock the better design, you cats ain't got the touch You all suck, like getting head from a dime I, run up in 'em and, touch 'em with the rhythm and Clutch 'em if they tremblin', it's a rush like adrenaline At point break, the joint shake when you play this (Yeah) Your crew is haters when we come through with the newest/latest (Like that) Reflection Eternal Shine light bright like the day 'til the sky turn purple And the moon arrive, reflecting through the night That touch you just right
  With the rhythm, the rhythm, God bless the rhythm It's the rhythm, the rhythm; yes y'all, the rhythm Shorty on the dance floor giving me rhythm Hi-Tek make y'all nod y'all neck to the rhythm And
  We make the music that change your life 'Bout to touch you just right (Right, right right) All night we gonna to shine the light 'Bout to touch you just right (Uh, uh uh) We make the music that change your life 'Bout to touch you just right (Right, right right) All night we gonna to shine the light 'Bout to touch you just right (Uh, uh)
  Yeah yeah yeah Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh, yeah yeah yeah yeah Uh, uh, uh, uh uh; uh, uh, uh uh uh Uh, uh, uh, uh uh; uh, uh, uh uh uh Clap your hands everybody Clap your hands everybody Clap your hands everybody Come on, clap your hands everybody 
	
	
	 
	
		
		
	
	
  
	
			
	   	 
      
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