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Talib Kweli - Good to You lyrics
[Kweli + (woman's Voice)] Yea (yeaaah) Come on Uhh Yeah Kweli [Bridge] Yo Yo Ayo my silent moments, loud as the crack of thunder My hunger is like the crocodile that attacks the hunter It ain't commercial or underground, its true cause I (wanna be good to you) [Chorus] Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name Like the lord, all in vein, screaming like you all in pain Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vain cause (wanna be good to you) [Verse 1] We make the squares dance, and get the do like dotsey Y'all niggaz roll with pussy-cats like Josey All spoiled rotten like ghetto groceries yo I clutch the mic like ya grandma clutch her rosary yo Swooping the industry, like a bird to prey My stance has got stamina, ya verses lack vertebrae I heard them say I was a conscious rapper But I'm a monster when I hafta smack the shit out of a nonsense actor Using my 'hands solo' and I don't need chewy Over your head like Yamakas and Koofies yo Fuck the screen gems y'all niggaz act in B movies Type of niggaz proud to be groupies Followers in the herd running over the cliff I'm the +Buffalo Soldier+, smoke ya like a dread like rasta blowing the spliff, loading a clip to spit high Like you holding blow in a stolen whip, rolling the strip Looking to hit cops, now that's a 4 alarm Black queen falling on my arms, you could call it charm Mater fact call it what you want, its up to you bro (wanna be good to you) Yea Yea Yea [Chorus (1x)] [Verse 2] How many niggaz ever been in love' How many niggaz really think they thugs And can't think without the drink and drugs How many niggaz can't get in with hats and sneakers on Say 'fuck security' and get inside and keep them on How many niggaz think that gats make the weaker strong Can't do for self and wanna snatch the plate you eating on That don't take heart, slave, nigga play ya part I'd rather jump over board nigga, face the sharks We stay doing it, later for the conversation Hammers is cocked and waiting, niggaz is not debating We ain't got the patience You found popping shit Come in to town just to run you down like poppa ditch And dig a proper ditch, you lying like a politician Your proposition meets opposition like contradictions Get out my house, you ain't no real representative I make it happen, you ain't official, you tentative Niggaz is sensitive, see how they catching feelings It's so hot, the sweat rise and it wet the ceiling Barracuda, Spitkicker nigga that's the crew (wanna be good to you) [Breakdown] Whoo! (yeaahh) Come on Yeah Low ride Yo Yo Yo [Verse 3] Niggaz be claiming shit, find a gangsta movie, put they name in it, biting like there ain't no shame in it You the hardest on the beat, I'm the fire that you playing with You a artist from the street, I'll give you the blood to paint it with So yeah I'm positive, I'm positive I'm the best Spit bullets to split ya vest and deposit them in ya chest Dark is the flesh on my bones, calling Brooklyn home Hang up on niggaz like 'I want you to meet my nigga tone, word Leave me alone like Michael Jackson Or there will be more than butterflies in your stomach waiting to see what happens You see me out, know that my crew is flawless So called gangstas need more security than the Rawkus office Yo, I thought you bust ya gun You just a big joke, thinking you a Big Pun Yo, Kayne this is the big one (wanna be good to you) me and my niggaz having big fun [Bridge (1x)] [Chorus (1x)] Come on, BK and BX and Q boro and Manhattan and Harlem niggaz and Long Island Wanna be good to you you you come on! (wanna be good to you) The whole world rocking Yo the whole world rocking Ayo uhh. |
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