Respiration
Black Star feat. Common Lyrics


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[Featuring Common]
[Mos Def]
People keep askin me, where's the underground? There's mad talented
cats underground with that raw shit. Ya know what'm sayin? Bringin the
raw skills. Ya know what I'm sayin? Really...
To me, It's a Small Wonder, like Vicki, why I'm picky
These niggas suck like kitty,
and still get the shit they slip in like Mickies
I'm sick of the hater-players, bring on the regulators
With the flavors like a farm team fucking with the majors
Like a river how I run through it, I do it so cold
Freezin up your bodily fluids, your style is old
You runnin your mouth, but don't really know what you be talkin about
You should retire, get that complimentary watch, be out!
Yo, with the quickness, so swift you miss this lyrical fitness
Now get this, these emcees want to test me like litmus, bear witness
I'm like shot clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots
My point is, your flow can stop!
By all means, you need more practice, take that ass home
Everybody lookin at you, fish tanks and drome
In full effect, I stay catchin lyrical rep
And keep it blacker than the back of your neck
What you expect, that shit's hollerin
Cause we developin the followin
gettin played like ?stones? off tapes and ?dollar vans?
I'll reverse you, universal, your demise is first
Before your rise gets worse
You need a night nurse like Gregory, beggin me
Stop it hurts, what you say to me?
Like that's supposed to mean something
You don't want to scene, frontin in the club
Your actin, I don't buy it, I got the Dub
Come on everybody, come on and show your love
*repeat 4X*
Chorus: *chanted in background* [Common]
Wo-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-uh-oh *repeated 4X*
[Common]
Visions occupy my semantic's space
Command and shake, to illustrate my mind's landscape
The tall grass, the low plains, the mountanous ridges
Thickets among the forests, rivers beneath the bridges
Presence of hilltops, lit up with tree tops
Eavesdrop; and hear the incline of sunshine, nine
Stones in orbit, refuse to forfeit
They all form a cipher, and they came to observe it
I follow suit, and face it, embrace it
Shinin bright, but still I'm careful not to waste it
Destined to rise, because I'm basement adjacent
Spirit is still so just chill and be patient
Some heads approach like I'm the one to base with
Clowns about, screamin but don't say shit
I ain't your student so I ain't to be tested
I'm majestic, I represent my strength without ?Epitmass?
Method is unorthodox, but of course it rocks
My serious synopsis will drop kick, my topics
Run the gauntlets and galvanize the audience
I must represent, I don't come off with no corniness
I'm all luminary, despite commentary
Some people say, Mos how you get so?
My sign will make you jump around like calypso
And murmur to yourself like a schizo
There ain't no bottom on the ???
Chorus
[Talib Kweli]
Come on, come on, come on, come on. Here we go. Blackstar, hop on the
Blackstar line. We bout to take y'all home. Ya know what I mean? Here
we
go...
We got all markets on lock
From meat to stock
Blackstar, what? throwin like head rock in bars
Men flock to where we are, cause its the place to be
I grab my pay, jump on-stage and deface emcees
We sell our souls like Spawn and come for the drone I sit upon
Freestyle or written songs so we can get it on!
Going back and forth, fallin back, all across the track
Passin the mic's like quarterbacks
of course its phat, get off of that!
Reverse psychology got em scared to say when shit is whack
Got fear of being called a hater, imagine that! We ain't havin that
We just passed the star status that your grabbin at
My battle raps blast your ass back to your natural habitat
So floss, cause what it costs ain't worth it to me
Cause I'm the one these Spice Girl emcees want to Be
But they can't, ain't no points forever, so why bother?
Cause your girl calls my name out like Claerance Carter, Claerance
Carter, Claerance Carter!?! (I be strokin, that's what I be doin)
Aiyyo, as we rock harder
And always drop the bonified head nodders
Aiyyo, later for the hater-players
Yo-yo, yo-yo, later for these hater-players
Chorus
Blackstar keeps shining




Chorus
Blackstar keeps shining

Overall Meaning

The song Respiration by Black Star feat. Common is a representation of the underground hip hop scene. The lyrics begin by Mos Def speaking about the underground music that is often overlooked, despite the raw talent that lies within it. He uses similes to compare the subpar rappers to things like kitty and Mickies, which highlights his disdain for their lack of skill. Meanwhile, he boasts about his own lyrical fitness and warns his opponents that their flow can stop by taking time to perfect their craft.


The second verse by Common describes his love and admiration for his hometown, the landscape he associates with it and his influences because of it. He illustrates his pride in individuality and being unorthodox, unapologetically original in his lyrics delivery, and his refusal to dumb down his music to please anyone. He also touches on the fear of being misunderstood or judged by his peers for expressing his thoughts and emotions, but it's a risk he's willing to take to stay true to himself.


Overall, Respiration is a tribute to the timeless art of underground rap music, its origin, and its authentic sound. The lyrics highlight a deep love for the craft of rapping and hip hop and the sense of community that emerges from that passion.


Line by Line Meaning

People keep askin me, where's the underground? There's mad talented cats underground with that raw shit. Ya know what'm sayin? Bringin the raw skills. Ya know what I'm sayin? Really...
People often ask me where the underground talent is, but there are many skilled artists there, with raw and authentic styles. They truly bring their A-game.


To me, It's a Small Wonder, like Vicki, why I'm picky
I'm really selective, and it's a mystery as to why (like a character from the show 'Small Wonder'), but I won't compromise my standards.


These niggas suck like kitty, and still get the shit they slip in like Mickies
Some artists are terrible, but still manage to succeed by being sneaky and underhanded.


I'm sick of the hater-players, bring on the regulators
I'm tired of fake people who criticize and tear down, I want to collaborate with those who bring positive energy and regulate the game.


With the flavors like a farm team fucking with the majors
My skills are so impressive, I have the potential to reach the highest level, like a minor league team competing with professional players.


Like a river how I run through it, I do it so cold
I flow through my music like a powerful force, with a cool and collected approach.


Freezin up your bodily fluids, your style is old
My style is so fresh and innovative that it could freeze your body fluids, in contrast to the stale and outdated styles of other artists.


You runnin your mouth, but don't really know what you be talkin about
Some people talk a lot, but don't actually have the knowledge or expertise to back up their claims.


Yo, with the quickness, so swift you miss this lyrical fitness
I'm so quick and agile with my lyrical prowess that it's easy to miss.


Now get this, these emcees want to test me like litmus, bear witness
Other rappers want to challenge and test me, like a litmus test, but they will see the results.


I'm like shot clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots
I'm like a shot clock in basketball, always counting down, like cops patrolling on interstates, and like blood clots in the body, always present and preventing worse injury.


My point is, your flow can stop!
What I'm saying is, your flow isn't good enough to keep up with me.


In full effect, I stay catchin lyrical rep
I'm always on top of my game, catching attention and praise for my lyrical ability.


And keep it blacker than the back of your neck
I keep it real and authentic, with a rawness and edge that reflects my identity as a black artist.


Cause we developin the followin gettin played like ?stones? off tapes and ?dollar vans?
We're building a dedicated fanbase, with people playing our music like classic music from old mixtapes and cheap dollar store cassettes.


I'll reverse you, universal, your demise is first
I can flip the script on you, with a universal message that calls out your downfall before it happens.


Before your rise gets worse
Before your reputation and career gets even worse.


You need a night nurse like Gregory, beggin me Stop it hurts, what you say to me?
You need someone like a nurse to help you deal with the pain and damage I'm inflicting on you.


Like that's supposed to mean something
You're grasping at straws, trying to make sense of what's happening.


You don't want to scene, frontin in the club
Don't act up in public, trying to put on a tough front.


Your actin, I don't buy it, I got the Dub
I see through your fake behavior and excuses, I've got the proof.


Come on everybody, come on and show your love *repeat 4X*
Let's all come together and support each other.


[Common] Visions occupy my semantic's space Command and shake, to illustrate my mind's landscape
My mind is full of ambitious plans and ideas, which I express through my lyrics.


The tall grass, the low plains, the mountanous ridges Thickets among the forests, rivers beneath the bridges
My mind is like a natural landscape, with tall grasses, low valleys, mountainous ridges, thicket-like forests, and flowing rivers.


Presence of hilltops, lit up with tree tops Eavesdrop; and hear the incline of sunshine, nine
There are even hilltops with trees shining in the sun, and if you listen carefully you can hear the sun's incline.


Stones in orbit, refuse to forfeit They all form a cipher, and they came to observe it
My thoughts and ideas revolve around like orbiting stones, never giving up. They all come together in a cipher of creativity.


I follow suit, and face it, embrace it Shinin bright, but still I'm careful not to waste it
I embrace my creativity and talent, but I also stay humble and careful not to squander it.


Destined to rise, because I'm basement adjacent Spirit is still so just chill and be patient
My success is inevitable because I'm already close to the top, but I stay grounded and patient.


Some heads approach like I'm the one to base with Clowns about, screamin but don't say shit
Some people come to me for guidance and inspiration, but others are just loud and empty-headed.


I ain't your student so I ain't to be tested I'm majestic, I represent my strength without ?Epitmass?
Don't try to test me like I'm some kind of student. I'm confident and powerful, and I don't need other people's validation.


Method is unorthodox, but of course it rocks My serious synopsis will drop kick, my topics
My approach may be unconventional, but it still works. My serious messages will hit hard and make an impact.


Run the gauntlets and galvanize the audience I must represent, I don't come off with no corniness
I take on challenges and energize the audience. I represent myself and my message in an authentic and non-contrived way.


I'm all luminary, despite commentary Some people say, Mos how you get so? My sign will make you jump around like calypso And murmur to yourself like a schizo
I'm like a shining star, even if critics try to bring me down. My unique style is mesmerizing and infectious, making people dance and react.


There ain't no bottom on the ???
The bottomless nature of this imagery emphasizes the depth and limitless potential of my mind.


Come on, come on, come on, come on. Here we go. Blackstar, hop on the Blackstar line. We bout to take y'all home. Ya know what I mean? Here we go...
Let's go! Join Blackstar and let us transport you to new heights of musical experience.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: TONY COTTRELL, TALIB KWELI, LONNIE RASHID LYNN, DANTE SMITH

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