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


Don’t mean you have character
Take it to the top, take it to the top
And loves his enemies enough to deliver justice

Heads up and eyes open
Fallen soldier on his own so we march
Communion Sunday, my twenties, went in the [?]
A dying man will make a confession, try to get into heaven
Rolling Stones [?] was the boss
They misrepresent and misquote and then they misleading you
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
A violent man will stock up on weapons and go to war for his
At times he introspective, but his bible he’ll never question
In what you don’t see, I understand
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
But still he gotta work for the blessings that he receives

Put your faith into action

A man of peace uses his words in different mediums
Top tier niggas blossomed in the basement
Rain down, thunder storm with the flows
But the picture is so much bigger
No excuses, if I start it then I’ll see it through
Than what we could even imagine
Heads up and eyes open

But the picture is so much bigger

[Intro: Talib Kweli]
Take it to the top, take it to the top
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
Roll up a bag of that weed, therefore I spark
If they want the ring, they coming for the throne like they the sons of kings
If he’s not really sure what he’s saying, he don’t discuss it
Take it to the top
Let’s go You ready?
It’s hard to feel better
Put your faith into action
A faithful man never need evidence to believe
Yea I tell you what I believe, but I back it up with what I know
I inspire the resurrection of kings like Hezekiah
[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
We taking stock right now
Forgive me lord for them bitches the night before
Belief is a funny thing, in case you’re wondering
It’s hard to feel better
Articulate with the bounce, now I’m back like I’m Derrick Rose
I celebrated with a bottle I just brought back from Italy

Take it to the top, take it to the top

Recite the Quran, I’m in the dark
These average rappers is acting up for the dough
It’s hard to feel better
Let’s go
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
Once the one on the bench with the snotty nose
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Thinking his lifestyle is blocking his blessing
Blowing weed smoke on the cover of The Source
Get post-traumatic stress disorder, become an officer
He’ll bleed for his beliefs practicing civil disobedience
[Outro: Talib Kweli & Yummy Bingham]
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
Devil knocking on my door, he like a narc
A wise man know what he know and what he doesn’t
Sometimes it’s hard to believe
Put your faith into action
In what you don’t see, I understand
It’s the facts versus the facts simile, your raps killing me
[?] and these Bentleys I can’t afford
When the weight of the world make you feel sadder
God is what I see in you, so you might as well believe in you
Than what we could even imagine
[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
All the nights that we were lacking those refreshments
The trust you put in me to be a beast with this rhyming
His word is his bond, but his action’s always to prove
Yea, that’s where we at with it
Lost in desire, I walked through the devil’s fire
[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]
A pious man relies on religion for his direction
Never [?] would hold me when I was cold
Than what we could even imagine
An honest man knows only lies are scared of the truth
The media deceiving you Think what you see on TV’s true?
My last victory was great moments of Black history
Let’s go
But the picture is so much bigger
[Chorus: Yummy Bingham]

And some loud, I got super packs like I backed Hillary
Gotta be the example for children to do their chores
Just cause you are a character
That’s where the rubber meets the road and where your faith meets science
A righteous man walks the earth without judgment
In what you don’t see, I understand
Heads up and eyes open
Take it to the top