Talib Kweli More Or Less (feat. Dion) Lyrics

Yo Tone what we need?

{CHORUS}
More love, less hate, more real, less fake, more come, less wishing
Less stuntin', more fame, less talking more changes,
less rushin, more patience
{Talib}
More franchising, less standarizin'
More uprising, less downsizing
More enterprising, less sympathizing
More buildings less destroying
More jobs, less unemployment
lets get the devil less enjoinment
more originality less biting pocket off big
more community activism less pigs
more blacksmithing, def jux less geffen
and the rest cause the rest suck the got the s___ all messed up
more marijuana less c__e
more countibility for politicians before we shoutin lets vote
more schools less prisons
more freestyles less written
more serious s___ and less kidding
more history less mystery
more beyonce less brittany
more happiness less misery
more victory less losses
more workers, we all bosses
of course its reflection....
What we need?
{CHORUS}

{Talib}

God bless the hood where my money always good
i can get you take it now thinkin couldn't when i could son
i live above the rim and pay the full like my n____ would
crack is old n____s wish, we all wish a n____ would
crack a joke like he wanna battle for the mic
this is brooklynn, the planet
y'all n____s is just satelites
revolve around my every word
i address the crowd like lincoln at Gettysberg
surrounded by the heavy herb

the crowd is more or less
war to war here for the pure
hip-hop how im rockin got them dropin they jaw
fire marshall blocking the door
theres a crack like they chopping the raw
this the s___ the cops stoping us for
this the reign of the tek and them motherf**king b nuts
slice like the nip-tuck
specialize in deep cuts
its the music that you ridin to
provided to you by kweli and hi-tek the livest two...
yeah, what we need?

{Chorus}

{Talib}

the more i put into it the more it, the less it sounds like nonsense
the more natural the less conscience,
at the same time the more bomb s___
the less the devill got a grip
i get it loose we gotta slip away, the ghetto gotta get
more for a dollar
more frescas for purchase
less liqour stores
less churches that be lookin like corner stores
more rap songs that stress purpose with
less masaging and less curses
lets put more depth in our verses, till they left on the surface
while we stomp through the underground
the cop don't come around
you sort of hoping for that reflection
you sort of open imma heed call him chosen
i don't play with your emotions,
stop acting so God d___ emotional
i give you these bars for free like they promotional,
this ain't no marketing strategy
it had to be from the heart in order to be reality
reflection...
what we need?

{CHORUS}