The Traveler Talib Kweli

[Produced by J. Period]

[Hook]
Take your mind on a trip with the traveler
More spit than you fit days on the calendar
It's amazing how I blaze all the challengers
Raise up the bar, raise up the caliber

[Verse 1]
We get it high, we 'bout to keep some low
You looking at a Brooklyn cat that's finna blow
I'm considered so dangerous
The cops about to hop out with they Glocks out while you banging this
You get arrested for molesting my ears
There's no respect for that in jail, you get molested for years
Where the record in your skin permanent like tatted tears
You got tats where I spit at your face, face your fears
I'm the light facing the deer when he run out on the highway
You stuck like you in the parked gear in the driveway
Fuck why these dudes up in here looking sideways
Killed the game without rhyming or saying I'd do it my way
I fuck with the mixtapes, record deals, real estate
Tour dates, more and more flights for the family
Feel the hate, still feeling great, making fantasies
Come true; when I come through, it's insanity