Talib Kweli – Heads Up Eyes Open (feat. Rick Ross & Yummy Bingham)

Top tier niggas blossomed in the basement
I inspire the resurrection of kings like Hezekiah
A righteous man walks the earth without judgment
Communion Sunday, my twenties, went in the [?]
Don’t mean you have character
In what you don’t see, I understand
An honest man knows only lies are scared of the truth
Recite the Quran, I’m in the dark
But the picture is so much bigger

A wise man know what he know and what he doesn’t
Rain down, thunder storm with the flows
Let’s go

God is what I see in you, so you might as well believe in you
Put your faith into action
Lost in desire, I walked through the devil’s fire

[Outro: Talib Kweli & Yummy Bingham]
Blowing weed smoke on the cover of The Source
In what you don’t see, I understand
Think what you see on TV’s true? The media deceiving you
But still he gotta work for the blessings that he receives
Take it to the top, take it to the top
Than what we could even imagine
Heads up and eyes open
It’s hard to feel better
Devil knocking on my door, he like a narc
Gotta be the example for children to do their chores

Take it to the top
We taking stock right now
It’s hard to feel better
But the picture is so much bigger
Articulate with the bounce, now I’m back like I’m Derrick Rose
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Yea I tell you what I believe, but I back it up with what I know

But the picture is so much bigger
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
Take it to the top
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
His word is his bond, but his action’s always to prove
And loves his enemies enough to deliver justice
Never [?] would hold me when I was cold
A dying man will make a confession, try to get into heaven
[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
My last victory was great moments of Black history
[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]

A violent man will stock up on weapons and go to war for his
Roll up a bag of that weed, therefore I spark
[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
Once the one on the bench with the snotty nose
I celebrated with a bottle I just brought back from Italy
Take it to the top, take it to the top
A faithful man never need evidence to believe
That’s where the rubber meets the road and where your faith meets science
Take it to the top, take it to the top
If he’s not really sure what he’s saying, he don’t discuss it
No excuses, if I start it then I’ll see it through

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
Belief is a funny thing, in case you’re wondering
At times he introspective, but his bible he’ll never question
And some loud, I got super packs like I backed Hillary
Thinking his lifestyle is blocking his blessing
The trust you put in me to be a beast with this rhyming
Let’s go
Than what we could even imagine
A pious man relies on religion for his direction
Put your faith into action
These average rappers is acting up for the dough
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
[Intro: Talib Kweli]
In what you don’t see, I understand
It’s hard to feel better

Put your faith into action
If they want the ring, they coming for the throne like they the sons of kings
Forgive me lord for them bitches the night before
Fallen soldier on his own so we march
[?] and these Bentleys I can’t afford
Than what we could even imagine
Rolling Stones [?] was the boss
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
A man of peace uses his words in different mediums
He’ll bleed for his beliefs practicing civil disobedience
You ready? Let’s go
Get post-traumatic stress disorder, become an officer
Heads up and eyes open
Just cause you are a character
They misrepresent and misquote and then they misleading you
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Heads up and eyes open
Yea, that’s where we at with it
It’s the facts versus the facts simile, your raps killing me
All the nights that we were lacking those refreshments