Talib Kweli - Ms. Hill Lyrics

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Another night slips away

In other words I should say

There are no words you should say

There are no words

Another night slips away

In other words I should say

There are no words you should say

There are no words

Ms. Hill you got skills that's a gift it's real

Get ill what you spit got the power to uplift and heal

I wish I could talk to Lauryn I mean excuse me Ms. Hill

And let her know how much we love her it's real

The industry was beatin' her up

Then them demons started eatin' her up

She need a savior that'll bleed in a cup yup

We used to kick it in the salad days

When she look at me like she don't know me

When she see me nowadays

I nod she nod back that's how it stay

Her songs still better than anything out that hot or power play

Remember how they accused her of saying

She did her album without help

Then she went to Rome to sing and tell the Pope about herself

Just after she left the Fugees started rolling with the Marleys

Got back with her crew at Dave Chapelle's Block Party

She made songs about Zion and trying to be faithful

Took Blackstar on tour to Europe I was so grateful

Speaking for myself but I'm sure I could speak for Dante

I got to watch a show with Nina Simone and Harry Belafonte

We used to chill at Nkiru her moms was a customer

She used to love to buy the books by Octavia Butler

Parable of the Sower the main character's name was Lauren

What the album did for black girls' self-esteem was so important

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I got concerned when she got sick on the road

She ain't heavy I'm a brother

And I wish that I could pick up the load but no

Another night slips away

In other words I should say

There are no words you should say

There are no words

Another night slips away

In other words I should say

There are no words you should say

There are no words

Ms. Hill you got skills that's a gift it's real

Get ill what you spit got the power to uplift the heal

Got her assistant on the the phone I need to talk to Lauryn

And I wanna walk through the storm

And I could be the umbrella when the rain is pouring

Please this no disrespect to whoever your man is though

This relationship is strictly music like D'Angelo

I know you hate Babylon and wanna see it fall

But they won't let you read your poem at the BET awards

You give us hope you give us faith you the one

They don't like what you got to say but still they beg you to come

Whoa now that's powerful sis it's black power

We get money keep our eyes on the final hour

And no I ain't saying you Christ that would be sacrilegious right?

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Them raps the sisters recite with their black fist up

The devil's last wish is a queen who rise past bitches

We used to read Francis Crest or anything

By third world press will press

But what the power of the word suggest

Hatched ideas in our heads like birds in the nest

You gave birth to a new sound like Donda West yes

Should I be saying all of this while the mic is on?

I might as well let it out because one day I might be gone

I write this song and hope you feel how much we love you

And you play it 'cause I really ain't got the words to say it but yo

Another night slips away

In other words I should say

There are no words you should say

There are no words yeah yeah

Another night slips away

In other words I should say

There are no words you should say

There are no words

Ms. Hill you got skills that's a gift it's real

Get ill what you spit got the power to uplift and heal

Another night slips away

In other words I should say

There are no words you should say

There are no words

Another night slips away

In other words I should say

There are no words you should say

There are no words

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