Talib Kweli More or Less Lyrics:
Y'all hear that
Whats that sound
Ya know ya want it
I'ma tell um what we need

[First Verse]
More franchisin
Less sanitizin
More uprisin
Less down sizin
More enterprisin
Less sympathizin
More buildin
Less destroyin
More jobs
Less unemployment
Lets skip the devil
Less enjoyment
More originality
Less bitin off Pac 'n' Big
More community activism
Less gigs
More Blacksmith
Def Jux
Less Geffen then the rest
Cause the west suck
They got this shit
all messed up
More marijuana
Less coke
More accountablity
for politicians
Before we shoutin
Let's vote!
More schools
Less prisons
More freestyle
Less written
More serious shit
Less kiddin
More history
Less mystery
More Beyonce
Less Britney
More happiness
Less misery
More victory
Less losses
More workers
We all bosses
Of course its
Reflections

[Chorus-Dion]
[Talib in back-Tellum
what we need]
More love
Less hate
More real
Less fake More Less
Less stunin
More fame
Less talkin
More change
Less wishin
More vision

[Second Verse]
God bless the hood
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Where my money always good
I can get you taken now
Don't think I
couldn't when I could
Son I live above the rim
Crack is hope
Niggas wishin
Y'all wish a nigga
crack a joke
Like he wanna
battle for the mic
This is Brooklyn, the planet
And y'all niggas is
just satellites
Revolvin round my every word
I adress the crowd like
Lincoln at Gettysburg
Surrounded by the heavy herb
The crowd is more or
less wall to wall here
For the pure
Hip-hop that's how I'm rockin
Got them droppin they jaw
Fire marshall blockin the door
This the shit the cops
stoppin us for
This the "Reign
of the Tec" and the
motherfuckin
Beatnuts
Slice like a nip-tuck
Specalizin in deep cuts
This the music that
you ridin to
Provided by Talib and Hi-Tek
The livest two

[Chorus-Dion]

[Third Verse]
The more I put into it
The less it sound
like the nonsense
The more natural
The less concious
At the same time the
more bomb shit
The less the devil got a grip
I'm gettin loose
We gatta slip away
The ghetto gatta git
More for a dollar
More fresh goods for purchase
Less liquor stores
Less churches lookin
like they corner stores
More rap songs to
stress purpose with
Less misogyn and less curses
Lets put more depth
in our verses
Till they left on the surface
While we stomp through
the underground
The cops don't come around
You sorta hoppin for
that reflection
You sorta open
I heed the call of the chosen
I don't play with your emotions
Stop actin so god
damn emotional
I give you these
bars for free like
it's promotional

[Beat Drops]
This ain't no
marketin strategey
It had to be from
the heart in order
to be reality
Reflections

[Chorus-Dion]
Lyrics: More or Less, Talib Kweli [end]