The Right to Love Us Talib Kweli & Madlib (Ft. Mac Miller)
"The Right to Love Us" by Talib Kweli & Madlib (Ft. Mac Miller) is a #HipHop track released in 2020. The song explores themes of love, identity, and social justice, emphasizing the importance of acceptance and self-expression. Its unique blend of jazzy beats and thoughtful lyrics resonates with listeners, promoting a message of empowerment and unity.
[Intro: Talib Kweli]
Center of the world? Africa
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
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"
[Interlude: Talib Kweli]
Uh
Ready to get out of here?
Me too
[Chorus: Talib Kweli]
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
Center of the world? Africa
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
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"
[Interlude: Talib Kweli]
Uh
Ready to get out of here?
Me too
[Chorus: Talib Kweli]
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
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