Artist: Talib Kweli Album: Prisoner of Conscious Song: Hamster Wheel Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro: Talib] I see ya, yeah, I see ya See, I'm lookin right at you With eye contact, you, see me And I'ma, be me Uh, first I'm sayin hi Then I'm wavin bye-bye We gettin, we gettin Girl you so fly, you so fly [Talib Kweli] Yo these swallows is horny as Charlie Parker be Cuttin 'em cause I'm studyin these birds like ornithology Follow 'em when they tweetin, holler instead of speakin Give it a name she play them +Wicked Games+ every +Weeknd+ Broke up with a dude for almost endin her life Came over for the closure, ended up spendin the night Got cozy in his apartment, wine bottles started poppin Put scratches up on his back, then questionin where he got 'em Forgot it was her, she Freddy, her fingers was like machetes The fuckin was so steady she shredded him like confetti Confronted him 'bout, every single chick, he's like "Enough already I need to be with someone else, this stuff is so petty" She was reactin to things he did in the past This nigga was no saint, he couldn't say no to ass Her behavior's so rash, she gave up all her power He put her out on the street, nowhere to live, nowhere to shower How's she gonna make it through the night? How's she so acceptin of her station in life? [Chorus: Talib Kweli] She always carryin her baby with her A spittin image, it's like lookin at her baby pictures Her fate is sealed cause she dependin on a man for real How she runnin these streets but always standin still? She need to get up off the hamster wheel She need to get up off the hamster wheel How she runnin these streets but still standin still? She need to get up off the hamster wheel She need to get up off the hamster wheel [Talib Kweli] Yeah, battery in her back, poppin up with the copper top Popular with the acid, the hot and tot Niggaz whoopin and hollerin at Andromeda when she passin the barbershop Only job that's an option McDonald's or telemarketer Hard for her makin ends come together, this ain't The Beatles She need her some anesthesia like she goin under needles She doin so much cuttin it's a wonder she ain't bleedin The money was so seductive no wonder she ain't leavin First time she felt like a woman, was when a dude screamed "Nice ass" out the car window drivin past Nobody showed her how to live so all she do is dream They call her Rocky cause her makeup is like a mask Find scars permanently lodged on her frontal lobe Behind bars for credit card schemes she pulled a month ago First she gettin high... Now we wavin bye-bye... She's waitin at her station just the same as she's waitin at a station late at night for a train that never, came [Chorus]