(featuring Common, Consequence & West)
Talking] Yo...let me, let me, let me, let me you why - why This nigga...why we dedicated this song to kind of nigga 'cause number one, duke is drivin' in the motherfuckin' With a - with a Sebring, and - with a rag off Y-you not ballin' like that play-boy Straight up, the bitch you got playin' shotgun Like, I to serve that bitch, c'mon really good, I mean and you gotta shirt and tie You as nigga..
Wack niggas...I don't even to be around 'em Give 'em dap or 'em See 'em out houndin' dawg Singin' they got tracks for me to get on they hot when that shit don't even sound warm Nigga I'm nasty, my style is porn The exposin' wack asses I emcee as free as 'Ol Dirty You think you Catholic tryin' to appeal to the The Cassius of rap today Rock a like Castaway You couldn't be dope for half a day We it hot like its after May Smoke a nigga I pass to K
[Kanye The pastor say we goin' to today We have to pray, these is wack 'n' eh I have to say, since Pac away Most these niggas don't even deserve a from me First of all let's get rid of them Louis boots And get yo tall ass out that C Class Y'see the had them girls feelin' friskAY You was wit mAY (me) she "Who's the sissAY?" And even if they did wanna get like MissAY and roll the weed up You would roll three blunts and fuck up blunts Motherfucka you a fuck up of lunch, dawg Just keep it thurr like ChingAY Yo girl don't like me how long has shee gAY Spanish girls ya "No hable ingle" And wanna run to me for they singlAY (single) It's funny how these wack need my help Wasn't around when I feed myself Dawg, if I was you I wouldn't myself Dawg, if I was you I'd myself
- Kanye West (Singing Voice)] (Wack nigga) up in the morning dawg, and you a (Wack nigga) I'd kill if I was that (Wack nigga) you wear and rock, is just (Wack nigga) Even if you rocks you still (Wack nigga) You can't do it you's a (Wack nigga) Bitin' ass, ass, trick ass (Wack nigga) your daughter says "My daddy's a - " (Wack nigga - You nigga!)
You know you when ya dawgs tell you That's how you ya flow is weak 'cause you only got there to 'Say Yes' like Floetry The clique that I ain't impressed by ya poetry You're the place you're to be You ain't comin' close to me It ain't that you It's more thatn you're dated And mediocre at best is all the hoes ever dated For all guest appearances You get the clearances For them it's just a check they respect you as a lyricist Look at what ya lyrics is, Murder, Death, But you never shot nothin', never have, will add on to ya skills before you join this round robin Of super that'll add to ya problems
Kweli] In the beginnin', God created man in his own I'm to tell you how the story gon' finish Kweli handle his business niggas don't it 'cause a wiseman can shoose to get ignorant it - you all can get it I'm conisdered the nicest The way I spit it give these all identity crisis All day talkin' shit like you hold a gat, right? The trip you on must be short 'cause you pack - act right You got it tellin' niggas that you pack heat You ain't gunning now you like an athlete You need to quit rhymin' like Allen Ive Start speakin' New ?Wopian? and Malachi Oh, anything would rhyme, you need to sell for real Instead of on the radio, you'd be or in jail All these thug wanna rap And all rap niggas wanna thug And all fuckin' the game up time to change up, my lyrics rip ya frame up Askin' if I'm like fuckin' with a chick Who don't give - that's a no-brainer back bangers you don't even know the names of I'ma bout to meet my quota you about to meet ya You wack nigga, you to get shot with Talib Kweli, that's how you get got Not that I'm or even promote violence just you're fuckin' up my high, can a nigga smoke in silence?!