Turnt up
Talib Kweli Lyrics


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Thinking of the master plan
Where there's nothing but cash inside my hand
Wanna dig into my pocket my profit is ever set
I dig deeper, you know I represent, represent
Yeah, money over bitches, my sisters go over everything
My bandz will make you dance forever, just like a wedding ring
Barb of the haters, the jealousy that the cheddar bring
Trying to get away from this 85's like Evelyn
Ride with me, I got 'em leaking like Nene
Got 'em leaking like Mickey, these monkeys biting like hickeys
Cause they're seeing what I'm doing, filling them with confusion
Cut edges like a chewing, I'm flowing just like a student
Of the romance languages, only the diamonds hang with us
My meal is decorated with garnish just like your wages is
The crib's outrageous like really it's no joke
The girl of your dreams be coming over to smoke

Turn it up loud, turn it up loud
Turn it up loud, turn it up loud
Drop it, stop it
With all the soap operas and the soap boxes
Turnt up, turnt up, turnt up, for the people

You can feel the heat from your speaker, my sound will darken your features
Run it down like a zebra, I move with the speed of cheetahs
I'm from Brooklyn where the heat is the size of a two-litre
I ain't asking for no followers, I'm looking for new leaders
Is hard not consuming all the bullshit they feed us
Intravenous like a cord to the womb from the fetus
Been hard since I started reading, alliteration is literally littered
Through my DNA swimming on through my semen
So every time I bust, babies begin being born
Talk turns tough til them toasters that's tucked, yeah
Draw it like a picture, picture a perfect painting
Police profiling people peacefully praying
Lay the law like leadears the lazy as lolly
Gagging on my ground, getting guap cause green is the new black
Meet me at the bar, we throwing a few back
Hopped out the car, you know who blew that

Turn it up loud, turn it up loud
Turn it up loud, turn it up loud
Drop it, stop it
With all the soap operas and the soap boxes
Turnt up, turnt up, turnt up, for the people

Ayo we drink good, smoke good
This cat wearing funny hats like the pope wore
I come in looking quite clean in the loafer
So hood, might scheme up to no good
You know crook got sling in the notebook
I got the birds on the wire like I know I would
I still rep POC's like I'm supposed to
Come alive and down throw like I know I should
My rhymes like a laser beam - so focused
I'm in the ring so lean I need a phone ?
I ain't lying, Batista Ferocious
Maybe I'm lying bare feet in the ocean
On the beach fall asleep and I'm floating
To the beat so unique like a potion
I love music, I'm complete in my devotion
(Word, say it again)
I'm complete in my devotion

Turn it up loud, turn it up loud
Turn it up loud, turn it up loud
Drop it, stop it




With all the soap operas and the soap boxes
Turnt up, turnt up, turnt up, for the people

Overall Meaning

In Talib Kweli's song Turnt Up, he talks about his desire for wealth and the importance of his family. He speaks about his master plan to achieve this wealth and how he will do anything to succeed. He uses the metaphor of "digging deeper" to represent how he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. He repeats the phrase "money over bitches" to emphasize his focus on financial success over relationships. He also mentions his band's ability to make people dance and compares it to a wedding ring, suggesting that his music is just as valuable.


Kweli also touches on the negativity and jealousy that can come with wealth, and he desires to distance himself from those types of people. He mentions his ambition to escape the "85's", referring to the 85% of people who are considered unaware of their true potential. He compares himself to a student of romance languages and says that only diamonds hang out with him. He equates his meal being garnished to wages, showing how he values material possessions. The song also talks about his hard work and dedication to music, with a particular focus on wordplay and alliteration.


The chorus reinforces the idea of turning up the volume and being "turnt up" for the people. This suggests a desire to spread his message and music to a wider audience. He mentions the challenges of navigating the music industry and stays true to his roots in Brooklyn. He ends the song by declaring his love for music and how it completes him.


Line by Line Meaning

Thinking of the master plan
Contemplating a well-thought-out strategy


Where there's nothing but cash inside my hand
Where only money matters to me


Wanna dig into my pocket my profit is ever set
Wanting to retrieve profits I've already earned


I dig deeper, you know I represent, represent
I keep pushing harder and remain true to myself


Yeah, money over bitches, my sisters go over everything
Money is more important than women, but my family comes first


My bandz will make you dance forever, just like a wedding ring
My money and success will have a lasting impact on people


Barb of the haters, the jealousy that the cheddar bring
The hate and envy that come with wealth and success


Trying to get away from this 85's like Evelyn
Trying to escape from people who are unenlightened or stuck in a lower class


Ride with me, I got 'em leaking like Nene
Join me and we'll make people cry with joy


Got 'em leaking like Mickey, these monkeys biting like hickeys
Making haters and imitators weep while showing they're not original


Cause they're seeing what I'm doing, filling them with confusion
People don't understand my success and it confuses them


Cut edges like a chewing, I'm flowing just like a student
Sharp with my flow, constantly learning and growing


Of the romance languages, only the diamonds hang with us
Only the best qualities are attracted to us, just like diamonds


My meal is decorated with garnish just like your wages is
My food is garnished like your money is spent on superficialities


The crib's outrageous like really it's no joke
My house is grandiose and impressive, no exaggeration


The girl of your dreams be coming over to smoke
Attractive women are drawn to me and my lifestyle


You can feel the heat from your speaker, my sound will darken your features
My music is powerful and will have a physical impact on you


Run it down like a zebra, I move with the speed of cheetahs
I move quickly and efficiently


I'm from Brooklyn where the heat is the size of a two-litre
I'm from Brooklyn where the guns are large and dangerous


I ain't asking for no followers, I'm looking for new leaders
I'm not seeking followers, I want to inspire people to lead


Is hard not consuming all the bullshit they feed us
It's difficult not to be influenced by society's negativity


Intravenous like a cord to the womb from the fetus
That negativity is like a cord feeding straight into our minds


Been hard since I started reading, alliteration is literally littered
I've been skilled since a young age, with alliteration naturally present in my writing


Through my DNA swimming on through my semen
My talent is genetic and will be passed on through my offspring


So every time I bust, babies begin being born
Every time I perform or make music, future talent is created


Talk turns tough til them toasters that's tucked, yeah
People become aggressive until guns are brought into the situation


Draw it like a picture, picture a perfect painting
Imagine the most ideal situation possible


Police profiling people peacefully praying
Law enforcement unfairly targets peaceful protestors


Lay the law like leadears the lazy as lolly
Enforce the law with strength, even against the lazy or weak


Gagging on my ground, getting guap cause green is the new black
Others are choking on my success and wealth, because money is the new cool


Meet me at the bar, we throwing a few back
Let's hang out and drink together


Hopped out the car, you know who blew that
I arrived on the scene and made an impact


This cat wearing funny hats like the pope wore
This person is wearing strange clothing, like the Pope's hat


I come in looking quite clean in the loafer
I come in looking fashionable and stylish


So hood, might scheme up to no good
Despite my stylish appearance, I may still be involved in shady activities


You know crook got sling in the notebook
I, as a criminal, carry illegal substances in my bag


I got the birds on the wire like I know I would
I have control over people and situations, as expected


I still rep POC's like I'm supposed to
I still represent people of color, as I'm expected to


Come alive and down throw like I know I should
I bring great energy and enthusiasm to everything I do


My rhymes like a laser beam - so focused
My lyrics are precise and sharp


I'm in the ring so lean I need a phone ?
I'm so fit and agile, I feel like I'm in a boxing ring


I ain't lying, Batista Ferocious
I'm not lying when I say I'm strong and aggressive like Dave Batista


Maybe I'm lying bare feet in the ocean
Although I say I'm aggressive, I could also be peaceful and relaxed


On the beach fall asleep and I'm floating
I'm so relaxed that I could fall asleep and float on the water


To the beat so unique like a potion
My music is one of a kind and intoxicating


I love music, I'm complete in my devotion
I adore music and it's everything to me


Turn it up loud, turn it up loud
Make the music louder


Drop it, stop it
Stop what you're doing to listen to the music


With all the soap operas and the soap boxes
With all the drama and opinions


Turnt up, turnt up, turnt up, for the people
Let's get excited, energized, and inspired together




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ERIC BARRIER, WILLIAM GRIFFIN, TALIB KWELI GREENE, MARQUISE JAWON SIMMS

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