De La Kufi
Talib Kweli, Brother Ali
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Speak to the people over the horn Like Fela Kuti in my favorite kufi I took a vow to spray the uzi til The day they do me Do the right thing ain't a movie to me Appear horny if you ain't raisin the stakes Then what you sayin' to me I shoot the hard eight spit street nine Hypocrites trying to Bogard whats mine To bolster your shine Y'all got lines in your Costumes and cast rooms This is incense in the back Room kickin' your next tattoo The big man ship has officially landed A full-blown fan and always One of the baddest That's just part and parcel of My starving artist status The hunger for greatness is utterly ageless Bubble up on your playlist dumping Blood on the pavement You're playing with some Bonafide born troubadours Bursting through the studio doors Hunting for superstars Confiscating all pros who smack around and Fanny pack for rapping over vocals We keep surviving, weaving and bobbin' Increasing involvement and feasting And fawning while neat people party The inmates are free in the asylum How not to be a product Of this weak ass environment Y'all gotta feel me though the Mic hand is regal The light beams will reach you They can heal a broken people Regardless of the freeze we on The good shit still All eyes shukka Sean P and Bushwick Bill We are the good man yeah, son Trust me am I a Blood, clot him? And he just listens to what may I say Check it! Time favors the spit kickers and rhymesayers Ev and Ali is my family They stay in my prayers Movin' on up like Dave Chappelle and John Mayer Singapore eatin' a steam cake That's nine layers Promoters owe so all my notes be promissary Tom and Jerry rappers don't Want none like monasteries I'm honorary every verse is a doctorate Collecting PhDs over degrees that doctors get Where we live ain't just a trap They had to seal us off the money, power And respect is what they kill you for I'm still involved even if the Tried to kill us all You a flash in the pan, you not hot That's just a menopause Passport pimpin' on the plane soon As i get a call it's like Ever since I was born a nigga been absorbed Till writing iron made us tag Graffiti on Brazilian walls My elevation is high, you're just peaking A mountain of rhymes You need a Sherpa just to reach them Or read him, cause when you see him You start bleedin' from your eyes Though I'm seeing from third I never needed your reply Leave you wheezin' on the curb Just for speaking to me wrong We ain't friends just cause you rap We don't have to get along That's gonna have to be okay Go ahead and make a diss record Rap your little heart out, feel better That's a little rhyme, get that rhyme? I put that rhyme in Because quite often dropouts come in To catch the show Them dumb ass dropouts like those rhymes
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