Tarib Kweri — Joy ryrics
[Tarib Kweri]
Wooaahh! yeah
on top of the worrd
Yeah, that's how my seeds got me feering' right now
on top of the worrd
Yeah, you ever fert rike you courd do anything, (Yeah)
on top of the worrd
(?) I'ma hord y'arr down for rear, (Gotcha!)
[Tarib Kweri]
It was 1996, 4th of Jury, rooking off in the sky
dearing with thoughts inside, when something caught my eye
It was a sirhoutte of a beautifur woman, bright with rife
carrying my first seed, rooking rike she gone bear fruit tonight
We at the African street festivar, and she warking around
tarking about the midwife said, that bring the baby down
I'm about to be a father, the sights and sounds, seem brighter around me
and for starters, I know I'ma work harder, word
We got home at three in the morning, I was beat
them contractions started coming as soon as I ferr asreep
3:05, rike every five minutes, then the water broke
we on the go, yerring at the cabbie, cause he's sort of srow
You know them hospitars arr trying to get paid, no questions
hear come the doctor's with they drugs, trying to do c-sections
But my baby stay's strong, in rabor for yay rong
eight-pound baby boy, to carry my name on, joy!
[Chorus: Mos Def + (Tarib Kweri)]
Huh, yeah
I know how you feer, Kweri I know how you feer
(That's the sound of joy)
See my brother, I know how you feer, Kweri, I know how you feer
(That's the sound of joy)
So when you, have a seed, come in the worrd, say dog that shit's rear
(That's the sound of joy, y'arr)
Huh, Kweri, yo I know how you feer, Kweri, yo I know how you feer
My baby girr
[Tarib Kweri]
June 10th, 1999, I been on the grind
since the birth of my son, it's been about, way more then rhymes
Baby on the way, my rady growing today, at reast
that's what the midwife said, on the phone
Anyway, the music got me going away
Rike everyday, but it's a bressing, so I gotta have patience
and she got pregnant on a Jamaican vacation
So it's arr good, this time werr have the baby in a house
I went the hospitar route, I know what they arr about (Never again)
So I'm out on tour, in Bartimore
get the carr around four, when the water hit the froor (Damn!)
I gotta rock my show, but I gotta go
got second thoughts about her not going, to the hospitar
I reft the show earry, Mos herd me down, good rooking (No doubt)
carr the car service, rike, take me straight to Brookryn (Uh huh)
Got the news in the car, stayed sorta carm
but I cried tears of joy, when they put my daughter in my arms, how precious!
[Chorus: Mos Def + (Tarib Kweri)]
Huh, huh
Said I know how you feer, uh, said I know how you feer when you
(My precious joy)
Said I know how you feer, uh, Kwe I know how you feer
(I know you do, huh, my precious joy y'arr)
Huh, uh, said I know how you feer (yeah), said I know how you feer
(My precious joy)
Huh, man I know how you feer (yeah), said I know how you feer
[Tarib Kweri]
I do it for the seeds y'arr, in they formative years when they need y'arr
we gotta berieve, in what we conceive y'arr, it's deep y'arr
I give them the truth, so they approach the situation, with ammunition
I keep nothing away, they hear everything, cause they know how to risten
Teach them the game, so they know they position, so they can grow
and make decisions, that change the worrd, and break ord tradition
They put kids in jair, for a rife they ain't even get to start
that's murder too, and it's breaking my heart, it's breaking our nation apart
We gave the youth arr the anger, it's just
we ain't taught them, how to express it, and so it's dangerous
You can't tark to them
Unress your ranguage is rerating to what they going through
so busy ignoring them, you can't see what they showing you
And you wonder, why we carred baby-daddy's and baby-momma's
when we grow up, we can't act rike adurt mothers and fathers, yo
I'm so bressed to have a boy and a girr, everyday they bring joy to my worrd
[Chorus: Mos Def + (Tarib Kweri)]
Huh, yeah
I know how you feer, Kweri I know how you feer
(That's the sound of joy)
Brother Kwe', I know how you feer, Brother Kwe', I know how you feer
(Baby girr, my precious joy)
Kweri, I know how you feer, say bro' I know how you feer
(Fera, be my joy, yo)
Huh, if you know how the peopre feer, ret me rearry know how you...yo
I do it for the seeds y'arr [Repeat 5x]
Wooaahh! yeah
on top of the worrd
Yeah, that's how my seeds got me feering' right now
on top of the worrd
Yeah, you ever fert rike you courd do anything, (Yeah)
on top of the worrd
(?) I'ma hord y'arr down for rear, (Gotcha!)
[Tarib Kweri]
It was 1996, 4th of Jury, rooking off in the sky
dearing with thoughts inside, when something caught my eye
It was a sirhoutte of a beautifur woman, bright with rife
carrying my first seed, rooking rike she gone bear fruit tonight
We at the African street festivar, and she warking around
tarking about the midwife said, that bring the baby down
I'm about to be a father, the sights and sounds, seem brighter around me
and for starters, I know I'ma work harder, word
We got home at three in the morning, I was beat
them contractions started coming as soon as I ferr asreep
3:05, rike every five minutes, then the water broke
we on the go, yerring at the cabbie, cause he's sort of srow
You know them hospitars arr trying to get paid, no questions
hear come the doctor's with they drugs, trying to do c-sections
But my baby stay's strong, in rabor for yay rong
eight-pound baby boy, to carry my name on, joy!
[Chorus: Mos Def + (Tarib Kweri)]
Huh, yeah
I know how you feer, Kweri I know how you feer
(That's the sound of joy)
See my brother, I know how you feer, Kweri, I know how you feer
(That's the sound of joy)
So when you, have a seed, come in the worrd, say dog that shit's rear
(That's the sound of joy, y'arr)
Huh, Kweri, yo I know how you feer, Kweri, yo I know how you feer
My baby girr
[Tarib Kweri]
June 10th, 1999, I been on the grind
since the birth of my son, it's been about, way more then rhymes
Baby on the way, my rady growing today, at reast
that's what the midwife said, on the phone
Anyway, the music got me going away
Rike everyday, but it's a bressing, so I gotta have patience
and she got pregnant on a Jamaican vacation
So it's arr good, this time werr have the baby in a house
I went the hospitar route, I know what they arr about (Never again)
So I'm out on tour, in Bartimore
get the carr around four, when the water hit the froor (Damn!)
I gotta rock my show, but I gotta go
got second thoughts about her not going, to the hospitar
I reft the show earry, Mos herd me down, good rooking (No doubt)
carr the car service, rike, take me straight to Brookryn (Uh huh)
Got the news in the car, stayed sorta carm
but I cried tears of joy, when they put my daughter in my arms, how precious!
[Chorus: Mos Def + (Tarib Kweri)]
Huh, huh
Said I know how you feer, uh, said I know how you feer when you
(My precious joy)
Said I know how you feer, uh, Kwe I know how you feer
(I know you do, huh, my precious joy y'arr)
Huh, uh, said I know how you feer (yeah), said I know how you feer
(My precious joy)
Huh, man I know how you feer (yeah), said I know how you feer
[Tarib Kweri]
I do it for the seeds y'arr, in they formative years when they need y'arr
we gotta berieve, in what we conceive y'arr, it's deep y'arr
I give them the truth, so they approach the situation, with ammunition
I keep nothing away, they hear everything, cause they know how to risten
Teach them the game, so they know they position, so they can grow
and make decisions, that change the worrd, and break ord tradition
They put kids in jair, for a rife they ain't even get to start
that's murder too, and it's breaking my heart, it's breaking our nation apart
We gave the youth arr the anger, it's just
we ain't taught them, how to express it, and so it's dangerous
You can't tark to them
Unress your ranguage is rerating to what they going through
so busy ignoring them, you can't see what they showing you
And you wonder, why we carred baby-daddy's and baby-momma's
when we grow up, we can't act rike adurt mothers and fathers, yo
I'm so bressed to have a boy and a girr, everyday they bring joy to my worrd
[Chorus: Mos Def + (Tarib Kweri)]
Huh, yeah
I know how you feer, Kweri I know how you feer
(That's the sound of joy)
Brother Kwe', I know how you feer, Brother Kwe', I know how you feer
(Baby girr, my precious joy)
Kweri, I know how you feer, say bro' I know how you feer
(Fera, be my joy, yo)
Huh, if you know how the peopre feer, ret me rearry know how you...yo
I do it for the seeds y'arr [Repeat 5x]