The Right To Love Us (Explicit) - Talib Kweli/Madlib/Mac Miller

Lyrics by：Talib Kweli Greene/Malcolm James McCormick

Composed by：Otis Jackson Jr

Produced by：Madlib

Center of the world Africa

Up in the tree by the motherland since I was little

Got a warrior's mask from nairobi that's so official

On my wall in between the rifle I copped from the jebels

And the samurai swords I got from beatrix kiddo

Yesterday I packed my bags and left the crib-o

Caught a flight to tanzania hopped out in the middle

Of the serengeti plains with the lions and the hippos

Visit the tribe of maasai I admire how they live too

I'm too spoiled by convenience we argue and we quibble

I tell 'em that I'm free

I'm 'bout as free as solomon with a fiddle

Headed to dar es salaam to wet my whistle

Found a waterin' hole shorty eyein' my zippo

Like what you tryin' to get

Into I play with it when I'm pensive

I sent her a macallan she returned it all defensive like

You could've pretended like it takes more than

A 'spensive type whiskey to make me spend the night

I'm finna light the blunt up

My lady always hold me down it's lookin' like a come-up

Our women fightin' for the right to love us

Justice is what love look like in public

My lady always on the frontline providin' cover

Never gun shy about a paper like a bounty hunter

Justice is what love look like in public

Justice is what uh

Yeah these are sounds of the earth tones

Alcoholic dad carpenter to my bird home

How they come from birth stones

Then I'm fallin' through a wormhole geronimo oh

I could for sure go to hell

'Cause I feel the fire on my torso

Shoot up the award show

Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom

Boom-boom-boom-boom

Yeah the last stragglers on your head like mad hatters

Abstract ever bullies to you backpackers

Goin' crazy detoxin' at the nutcracker

Flexible ***** she let me **** backwards what matters

Land of the blunt passers land of the d**g dealers

Unreal rollin' up ether in the corn meal

Stand behind the force field

Raps are unlimited it's not definitive infinite arithmetic

I'm finna light the blunt up

My lady always hold me down it's lookin' like a come-up

Our women fightin' for the right to love us

Justice is what love look like in public

My lady always on the frontline providin' cover

Never gun-shy about a paper like a bounty hunter

Justice is what love look like in public

Justice is what uh