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  • Talib Kweli »

    Talib Kweli Wack Niggas текст песни

    Wack Niggas

    (featuring Common, Consequence & Kanye West)

    [Somebody Talking]
    Yeah
    Yo…let me, let me, let me, let me tell you why — why
    This nigga…why we dedicated this song to this kind of nigga
    Cuz number one, duke is drivin’ in the motherfuckin’ projects
    With a — with a Sebring, and with — with a rag off
    Y’na’mean? Y-you not ballin’ like that play-boy
    Straight up, then the bitch you got playin’ shotgun
    Like, I used to serve that bitch, c’mon
    Really really good, I mean and you gotta shirt and tie
    You wack as nigga..

    [Common]
    Wack niggas…I don’t even like to be around ‘em
    Give ‘em dap or pound ‘em
    See ‘em out they houndin’ dawg
    Singin’ they got tracks for me to get down on
    Singin’ they hot when that shit don’t even sound warm
    Nigga I’m nasty, my style is sound porn
    The graphic exposin’ wack asses
    I emcee as free as ‘Ol Dirty Bastard
    You think you Catholic tryin’ to appeal to the masses
    The Cassius Clay of rap today
    Rock a beard like Castaway
    You couldn’t be dope for even half a day
    We keep it hot like its after May
    Smoke a nigga then I pass to K

    [Kanye West]
    The pastor say we goin’ to mass today
    We have to pray, these niggas is wack ‘n’ eh
    I have to say, since Pac passed away
    Most these niggas don’t even deserve a track from me
    First of all let’s get rid of them Louis Vuitton boots
    And get yo tall ass out that C Class coupe
    Y’see the whiskAY had them girls feelin’ friskAY
    You was wit mAY (me) she said "Who’s the sissAY?"
    And even if they did wanna get bizzAY
    Freaky like MissAY and roll the weed up
    You would roll three blunts and fuck up three blunts
    Motherfucka you a fuck up of free lunch, dawg
    Just keep it right thurr like ChingAY
    Yo girl don’t like me how long has shee been gAY
    Spanish girls tell ya "No hable ingle"
    And everbody wanna run to me for they singlAY (single)
    It’s funny how these wack niggas need my help
    Wasn’t around when I couldn’t feed myself
    Dawg, if I was you I wouldn’t feel myself
    Dawg, if I was you I’d kill myself

    [HOOK - Kanye West (Singing Voice)]
    (Wack nigga) Wake up in the morning dawg, and you a
    (Wack nigga) I’d kill myself if I was that
    (Wack nigga) Everything you wear and rock, is just
    (Wack nigga) Even if you flossin’ rocks you still
    (Wack nigga) You can’t do it dawg you’s a
    (Wack nigga) Bitin’ ass, bitch ass, trick ass
    (Wack nigga) Even your daughter says "My daddy’s a — "
    (Wack nigga — You wack nigga!)

    [Consequence]
    You know you wack when ya dawgs tell you
    That’s how you know ya flow is weak
    Cuz you only got them there to ‘Say Yes’ like Floetry
    The clique that I oversee ain’t impressed by ya poetry
    You’re the place you’re supposed to be
    You ain’t ain’t comin’ close to me
    It ain’t that you underrated
    It’s more thatn you’re under dated
    And mediocre at best is all the hoes you’ve ever dated
    For all your guest appearances
    You couldn’t get the clearances
    For them it’s just a check they don’t respect you as a lyricist
    Look at what ya lyrics is, Murder, Death, Kill
    But you never shot nothin’, never have, never will
    Better add on to ya skills before you join this round robin
    Of super emcees that’ll add to ya problems

    [Talib Kweli]
    In the beginnin’, God created man in his own image
    I’m ’bout to tell you how the story gon’ finish
    Kweli handle his business niggas don’t forget it
    Cuz a wiseman can shoose to get ignorant with it
    Na’mean — you all can get it I’m conisdered the nicest
    The way I spit it give these niggas all identity crisis
    All day talkin’ that shit like you hold a gat, right?
    The trip you on must be short cuz you pack light — act right
    You got it twisted tellin’ niggas that you pack heat
    You ain’t gunning now you runnin’ like an athlete
    You ballas need to quit rhymin’ like Allen Ive
    Start speakin’ New ?Wopian? and followin’ Malachi
    Oh, anything would rhyme, you need to sell drugs for real
    Instead of on the radio, you’d be dead or in jail
    All these thug niggas wanna rap
    And all these rap niggas wanna thug
    And all ya’ll fuckin’ the game up
    It’s time to change up, my lyrics rip ya frame up
    Askin’ if I’m nice like fuckin’ with a chick
    Who don’t give head — that’s a no-brainer
    Niggas back bangers you don’t even know the names of
    I’ma bout to meet my quota you about to meet ya Saviour
    You wack nigga, you about to get shot
    Fuck with Talib Kweli, that’s how you get got
    Not that I’m wylin’ or even promote violence
    It’s just you’re fuckin’ up my high, can a nigga smoke in silence?!

    [HOOK]



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