 [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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