Released on October 17, 2000

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[Intro: Dave Chappelle]

Oh, what's up, everybody? This is Rick James

Talib Kweli, DJ Hi-Tek, Reflection Eternal


[Chorus: Supa Dav West]

We make the music that change your life

'Bout to touch you just right

All night we gonna to shine the light

'Bout to touch you just right

We make the music that change your life

'Bout to touch you just right

All night we gonna to shine the light

'Bout to touch you just right


[Verse 1: Piakhan]

Piakhan floating on the mighty clouds of joy

Building a future, yo, for my daughter and baby boy (Uh huh)

I moved from the hood, yet the shit still in me

And your opinion is nothing to me, I have plenty

Like bein' out of prison with a roof over my dome

And possessing the gift such as sparking the microphone

Accumulate the provolone

Makin' it happen with Talib, a Nattian cat, we got 'em snappin'

Roberta Flack-in' the track and, killin' em softly without flossin'

But yet the shine is glossy and

The run the lyrical train through your brain shit

Strategy pain, I'm on some Clubber Lang shit

With the iron, ain't no use in you trying, I ain't lyin'

Through your ears mesmerize 'em

It's about time the genuine started risin'

Once again replace bullets with words, try to make it fun again


[Chorus: Supa Dav West]

We make the music that change your life

'Bout to touch you just right (Right, right right)

All night we gonna to shine the light

'Bout to touch you just right

We make the music that change your life

'Bout to touch you just right (Right, right right)

All night we gonna to shine the light

'Bout to touch you just right


[Verse 2: Talib Kweli]

If they put my life on the screen then it's got to be the IMAX

I live large, stroke your mind 'til you reach climax

Terrorist hijack on Hi-Tek fly tracks

Front, don't try that, my niggas got my back

You gotta relax, ease back

What's that all about with the feedback?

All up in my mouth, we don't need that

Enjoy life, open up a tree sack

Take a trip, pass thought, no passport, just leave that

Asphault is the place to be at

Where the people fire burn so bright you can see that, believe that

It ain't light music (No)

We make the right music (True)

Keep it tight music (Yes)

Affirmin' life music (Come on)


[Chorus: Supa Dav West]

We make the music that change your life

'Bout to touch you just right (Right, right right)

All night we gonna to shine the light

'Bout to touch you just right (Uh, uh uh)

We make the music that change your life

'Bout to touch you just right (RIght, right right)

All night we gonna to shine the light

'Bout to touch you just right


[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]

It's like girls got the bass all up in they hips

My favorite part on the face is the shape of the lips

Yeah, I wanna touch you there (Right there)

Your mind is my concubine when I deliver shivers up your spine

Words eatin' at your soul ike the bread and wine

My brain is embedded with rhymes that's ahead of they time

I rock the better design, you cats ain't got the touch

You all suck, like getting head from a dime

I, run up in 'em and, touch 'em with the rhythm and

Clutch 'em if they tremblin', it's a rush like adrenaline

At point break, the joint shake when you play this (Yeah)

Your crew is haters when we come through with the newest/latest (Like that)

Reflection Eternal

Shine light bright like the day 'til the sky turn purple

And the moon arrive, reflecting through the night

That touch you just right


[Bridge: Talib Kweli]

With the rhythm, the rhythm, God bless the rhythm

It's the rhythm, the rhythm; yes y'all, the rhythm

Shorty on the dance floor giving me rhythm

Hi-Tek make y'all nod y'all neck to the rhythm

And


[Chorus: Supa Dav West]

We make the music that change your life

'Bout to touch you just right (Right, right right)

All night we gonna to shine the light

'Bout to touch you just right (Uh, uh uh)

We make the music that change your life

'Bout to touch you just right (Right, right right)

All night we gonna to shine the light

'Bout to touch you just right (Uh, uh)


[Outro: Talib Kweli]

Yeah yeah yeah

Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh, yeah yeah yeah yeah

Uh, uh, uh, uh uh; uh, uh, uh uh uh

Uh, uh, uh, uh uh; uh, uh, uh uh uh

Clap your hands everybody

Clap your hands everybody

Clap your hands everybody

Come on, clap your hands everybody