| 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 niggas 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
I write screenjams ya'll niggas act in
B-movies,
type of niggas 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 niggas ever been in love'
How many
niggas really think they thugs
And can't think without the drink and drugs
How many niggas
can' |
