(featuring Common, & Kanye West)
Talking] Yo...let me, let me, let me, let me you why - why This nigga...why we this song to this kind of nigga 'cause one, duke is drivin' in the motherfuckin' projects With a - a Sebring, and with - with a rag off Y'na'mean? Y-you not like that play-boy Straight up, then the bitch you got playin' Like, I used to serve bitch, c'mon Really really good, I mean and you 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' got tracks for me to get down on Singin' they hot when that shit even sound warm Nigga I'm nasty, my style is sound The graphic exposin' wack I as free as 'Ol Dirty Bastard You you Catholic tryin' to appeal to the masses The Cassius Clay of rap Rock a like Castaway You couldn't be dope for half a day We keep it hot its after May Smoke a nigga I pass to K
[Kanye The say we goin' to mass today We have to pray, niggas is wack 'n' eh I have to say, since Pac passed Most niggas don't even deserve a track from me First of all let's get rid of them Louis boots And get yo tall ass out that C coupe Y'see the whiskAY had girls feelin' friskAY You was wit mAY (me) she "Who's the sissAY?" And even if did wanna get bizzAY Freaky MissAY and roll the weed up You roll three blunts and fuck up three blunts you a fuck up of free lunch, dawg Just keep it thurr like ChingAY Yo girl don't like me how has shee been gAY Spanish tell ya "No hable ingle" And everbody wanna run to me for they (single) It's funny how these wack niggas need my around when I couldn't feed myself Dawg, if I was you I wouldn't feel Dawg, if I was you I'd myself
[HOOK - West (Singing Voice)] (Wack nigga) up in the morning dawg, and you a (Wack nigga) I'd kill if I was that (Wack nigga) Everything you wear and rock, is (Wack nigga) Even if you flossin' you still (Wack nigga) You can't do it dawg a (Wack nigga) ass, bitch 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 know ya flow is 'cause you only got them to 'Say Yes' like Floetry The clique that I oversee impressed by ya poetry the place you're supposed to be You ain't ain't comin' to me It ain't that you It's more thatn you're dated And mediocre at best is all the you've ever dated For all your guest You get the clearances For it's just a check they don't respect you as a lyricist Look at ya lyrics is, Murder, Death, Kill But you never shot nothin', never have, never Better add on to ya skills before you this round robin Of super emcees that'll add to ya
Kweli] In the beginnin', God man in his own image I'm 'bout to tell you how the story finish handle his business niggas don't forget it 'cause a wiseman can to get ignorant with it Na'mean - you all can get it I'm conisdered the The way I spit it give niggas all identity crisis All day talkin' that like you hold a gat, right? The trip you on must be short 'cause you light - act right You got it tellin' niggas that you pack heat You ain't gunning now you like an athlete You ballas need to quit like Allen Ive speakin' New ?Wopian? and followin' Malachi Oh, anything would rhyme, you need to sell for real Instead of on the radio, be dead or in jail All thug niggas wanna rap And all these rap niggas thug And all fuckin' the game up It's time to up, my lyrics rip ya frame up Askin' if I'm like fuckin' with a chick Who give head - that's a no-brainer Niggas 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 about to get Fuck Talib Kweli, that's how you get got Not that I'm wylin' or promote violence It's just you're fuckin' up my high, can a smoke in silence?!