Upper Echelon Lyrics - Talib Kweli

Okay 

What is this? 

2 x 

Check it out baby 

Check it out y'all 

Check it out baby 

Check it out y'all 

This that upper echelon shit 

What is this? 

This that upper echelon shit 

What is this? 

Welcome to the prison of conscious 

Brainiacs said I'm done, bust the scientifical 

You feel it all up in your soul, we getting spiritual 

You heard I'm coming back, this is scary I put the fear in you 

I murder every track, cause the rhymers like to stare at you 

Real shit back, it's a miracle, 

rap and laughable over the last year or two 

Reflecting like a mirror through who is the real living proof 

I'm back with the classical shit, a back lyrical 

Substance like a bowls of kush into a vaporizer 

And then I vaporize ya', my paper may surprise ya' 

No need to brag on my paper cause I'm a naturizer 

I vibrate higher, the truth break liars 

I chose who else to know is like us, 

the lovers, the fighters, the writers, the exciters 

Cut the grass we could see the vipers, 

we cut the glass cause we the diamonds. 

Hook: 

Check it out y'all, check it out baby, 

Check it out y'all, check it out baby, 

Check it out y'all, uh. 

This that upper echelon shit 

What is this? 

This that upper echelon shit 

What is this? 

Welcome to the. 

See I've been listening the real shit, real spit, my die hard feeling 

Type of shit that fake niggas find hard to deal with 

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My threat can't be contained, so my name on Obama kill list 

Kweli the artist that you wanna be, moving through darkness, 

The light is what's in front of me, 

Front on me you posers exposing your insecurities 

Supposedly it's wack, and replaces lack of maturity 

The purity you need to get in the game is gone 

Ain't no conspiracy, stop looking for someone to blame it on 

Gotta pay a debt, took a stale style and I made it fresh 

Wait a second, got your girl wetter than tomatoes flesh 

Waiting on me with baited breath 

[Hook:] 

Welcome to the. 

Walking through a double fist, and I'm lifted on something vicious 

Everything is moving, I'm getting me a percentage 

Vintage, nothing but the sky is my ascendant 

My girl is ride or die, I'm avoiding the evil temptress 

Ain't no question who the best is, 

you don't like the state then fuck it and my mansions 

Pimping down to the socks, and so is business 

The all night workout like 24-Hour Fitness 

Y'all niggas is adorable, incorrigible, 

the prayers that you get is barely audible 

People is ignoring you why? 

the last place in the world that you belong is a recording booth 

Order suit, niggas is gassed up, 

petroleum a lab when these niggas get swept up 

Custodians a culture, back to the future rap the delorean 

A class looking joint to spit as valedictorian 

3 x 

This that upper echelon shit 

What is this? 

This that upper echelon shit 

What is this? 

Welcome to the prison of conscious 

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