Fortified Live
Reflection Eternal Lyrics


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The highest caliber make it a night to remember like Shalamar
Then escape to Havana with Assata I do what I gotta
Planes get shot down in Cuban air space over the water
I got insight it's a clear case of reading your aura
Man, what you got for us as my Black men stand in line like a chorus
Makin' these MC's our sons like Horus
I'm always taking shots like a Japanese tourist, get the picture?
Flyer than Keyser Soze and no exposure

I'm sippin' wishing well water imported from Pluto
That's why my eyes is glassy, so ain't got to ask me
The interplanetary Illuminati move your body
I trekked the stars first, so fuck Kirk and Scotty
I threw basement parties on the Mothership
Now I'm on planet Earth on some other shit
Many 'habitants of this world be strivin and struggling
Tryna eat food and keep the rights to they publishing, huh
Ghetto red hot, man, that shit is like bubbling
Can't get no peace 'cause the Beast keep troubling
Youth, they oppose and the blows they be doubling
Nike heads is trife and the shots, they be thundering
Ways and customs don't make any sense
They be givin' me stress and they test my maintenance
Use the sand and the Ummah as my sustenance
No, this style will never lack, melanin's my evidence

In order to effective, with your words you must be selective
'Cause showin' and provin' is the Prime Directive
Movin' those who are outdated with vernaculated thought, so
Every time I take a turn MC's take a loss
My point across, I gotta get to where I wanna be
As the wickedest public speaker since '73
Or '74, which was the year I first touched ground
As the physical manifestation of sight and sound
So gather 'round, to hear the profound brown vomiter
Absorb the sonic energy manifestin' through your monitor
The livin proof, I make the truth sound clear
Mr. Man, in nine ether represent right here, check it out

This once in a lifetime like a Halley's comet
Yo, we bring it to Medina like the prophet Mohammed
Peace be upon he, and, we MC's
Speak the fortified live exhibit level degree
This once in a lifetime like a Halley's comet
Yo, we bring it to Medina like the prophet Muhammad
Peace be upon he, and, we MC's
Speak the fortified live exhibit level degree

Yo, what's wrong with this picture? Don't it seem bugged
MC's is high on they supply, sounds like they takin' drugs
Y'all trippin' like mescaline and killin' the feeling like penicillin
Switchin' to Lionel Rich' and dancin' on the ceilin'
Go ahead and be a heroin, your own mind
Fuck your internet, coke is it when you on line
Smokin' dirty weed, ignorin' the medicinal herbals
So we in your ass like you was Richard Gere or we was gerbils
You get stepped on like crack vials by ghetto children, plus
Swept under the rug, we turnin' niggas into dust
You done came out of the earth, what your life worth?
When you get left with what you had on the day of your birth

Ha, yo, it's the super scientifical, high-powered prolifical
Lyrically a miracle, mentally I'm physical
Massively I'm critical, verbally invincible
These kids wanna battle but the material's pitiful
The only original, wicked individual
Whenever I rhyme, I break it down into syllables
Simply because it's coming straight out of Brooklyn
It sounds so out of sight I got the blind people lookin'
It's Mr. Man the act, boy what? You get stolen
I'll cut your ass in half and leave you with a semicolon

We cold-crushin' MCs that's gold-rushin' for the cheese
They see a flash in the pan waitin' for royalties

But kings and queens get overthrown when they grab the microphone
Shootin' videos in homes that they know they'll never own
I guess they cannot work alone, they forever with crew
L sparking, steady barking 'bout the wildness they do
Posin' in photographs shot at complimentary angles
Be playin Mr. Tuffy when they feminine like bangles
Practices is fraudulent, fallacies record to tape
Step in my zone, your spot'll get blown like Watergate

Wait, my blastin' rate is past a state of rappers who procrastinate
Mr. Man is great, so every time I rhyme, I fascinate
Masses hate to have to wait for me to unload
So I flip into my mode and rhyme long like a road
See, I drop the greats like clumsy waiters drop plates
I got rhymes by the crates to erase the duplicates
'Cause, I blow wack rappers out like afros
My shit is so phat it be stretchin' my asshole
But, heh, that's not the point because I'm better than most
I make MCs wonder like bread but then, bread gets toast
It's like that, Mr. Man, Mos Def, and Kweli
Represent for every single real MC, you don't stop
(Yo, yo, yo, this is the mighty Mos Def)

This once in a lifetime like a Halley's comet
Yo, we bring it to Medina like the prophet Mohammed
Peace be upon he, and, we MC's
Speak the fortified live exhibit level degree
This once in a lifetime like a Halley's comet
Yo, we bring it to Medina like the prophet Muhammad
Peace be upon he, and, we MC's
Speak the fortified live exhibit level degree

Word up
I wanna send a big shoutout to Native Tongue
My man Kamur Fareed, my Ali Shaheed
My seed, my nelly indeed, you know what I'm sayin'?
My man Kweli and Mr. Man of course
All Brooklyn area crew, all Queen's crew
Shaolin, Long Island too
And all my favorite sporting outlets




For havin' all of my favorite kicks on half price
Oh, damn, got you lookin' good

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Reflection Eternal's song Fortified Live are rich in metaphor and imagery, providing social and political commentary through clever wordplay. The first verse references the night to remember like Shalamar - a reference to the group Shalamar's famous song "A Night to Remember," implying that the events that will unfold will be just as unforgettable. The verse then moves to a mention of Assata, the activist and revolutionary who has been exiled in Cuba since the 1970s. The idea of escaping to Havana with Assata is symbolic of a desire for freedom and resistance against oppression. The mention of planes getting shot down in Cuban airspace highlights the ongoing political struggles and conflicts in the region.


The second verse continues with the theme of resistance against oppression - "my Black men stand in line like a chorus, makin' these MC's our sons like Horus." Horus is an Egyptian deity associated with war, symbolizing a desire for power and domination. The verse also touches on the struggle for publishing rights and food security - "tryna eat food and keep the rights to their publishing." The following lines mention the violence and turmoil that exist in the streets, a common theme in hip-hop music, with references to Nike heads and the sound of gunshots. The final verse references a variety of cultural touchstones, from Lionel Richie to Richard Gere, showing the diversity of influences that the MC draws on. The verse also references the idea of originality in hip-hop, with the MC describing himself as a "wicked individual" and taking a shot at those who imitate other artists.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Acklins Dillion, Dante Smith, Tony Cottrell, Talib Kweli

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Comments from YouTube:

@wandererkenshin7557

One of the best hip hop singles of the late 1990's.

@DJKeytronikzTV

Imagine Mr. Man as a third member of BlackStar

@useinsight

Now This☝🏾

@logicalblackman8228

I was just going to ask why that did not happen.

@talbotreiber9507

Turns out....Dave Chappelle slides in as member number three. Respect from Kweli and Mos for him providing so many of the locales where Fear No Time was written, produced and conceived.

@JohnnyTShea

One of the purest tracks ever from this crew and that's saying a lot..

@DEVINEJUSTICEALLAH72

"I'll cut your ass in half,and leave you with a semi- colon" Mr.Man murdered this joint!!!!

@Rucker1980

Mr Man is great
So everytime I rhyme I fascinate

@carlosbanana2380

Agreed! Ha... Yo, it's the super scientifical, high-powered prolifical
Lyrically a miracle, mentally I'm physical
Massively I'm critical, verbally invincible
These kids wanna battle but the material's pitiful

one of the most crisp drop ins ive heard so far!

@plastelina_ytb

I just said the same thing: He RIPPED it.

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