Talib Kweli - Distractions Lyrics

Music from Talib Kweli's upcoming album, Prisoner of Conscious, out in 2012 on Blacksmith / EMI. "Distractions" is produced by Oh No. The music video is directed by Darryl Phillips, of ICU Media. Download the MP3 of the song for free.

Talib Kweli - Distractions Lyrics:

Nowadays we be rocking glasses for fashion
And fucking with life a fraction
Covered in Max Factor, hustling ass-backwards
As sure as Hi-Tek look like Richard from Last Dragon
Your focus on bogus rappers got you caught up in distraction
Distraction. Who fucking who? Who cares? That’s distraction
You wish it was you, don’t you — why you asking?
Try to break the law of attraction
Get a piece of my attention just a fraction of a ration
Or a measly little morsel
They suck your blood and you believe in the immortals
We nocturnal like a sleeping disorder
See the water drawing away from the shore
This ain’t no ordinary storm
We killing for a humanitarian cause
But have yet to show up in Darfur
The Arab Spring is what it’s called
But it’s looking like the pride before the fall
They say it ain’t about the spoils of war
But turn around and tell you how much more the oil will cost
Steal the land from the Native American and call the missiles Tomahawks
Make him a mascot, dress up like him for sport
As a final insult to this beautiful culture
Scavengers, feasting on the dead like a vulture
Snacking; how you keeping up with my rapping?
You barely keeping up with Kardashians
You caught up in distraction
It’s the living proof you try to make the truth elastic as Mr. Fantastic
I’m recycling these rappers
Truthfully, these niggas is plastic
Coming through the front door blasting
I ain’t talking bout them e-mails
That you always send to the masses
That somehow end up in my trash bin
My niggas got the aim of sharpshooters and the hearts of assassins
All this war, all this life, all this passion
No time for distractions
Give a fuck if the President wear a flag pin
Rhyming is deep as holes Chilean miners are trapped in
Or the cracks in the earth under Asia Minor causing disasters
My Deep cuts way above your minor infractions
Talk to rappers like children cause that’s how they acting
They holding their hands like minors in traffic
The captains of industry and the lovers of status quo
Have a deep-seeded fear of change
For them it’s strange they wanna go
Back to the 50′s, they asking for a return
But them days is much blacker, for lack of a better term
We adapted to the times, but this culture we had to learn
Came about as natural as a perm on a pachyderm
These fascists have had their turn
We packing them German burners, them Lugers
The next shooters is waiting for Superman, they get nothing but Lex Luthor
America’s nightmare, vivid as Fred Kruger
Our heroes are dead to us
Spirit that bled through us
Endear us with the rythm so the flow is so foolish
What you hearing is precision
The people so thirsty, what they seeing is mirages
But a passion for Photoshopping and your YouTube collages
Coming through like Collossus
Exposing the false prophet
Taught how to do the knowledge so I’m never off-topic
A lie is like a potion
First it gets you open
Then you swallow whole straight for the truth
No chasers, skip religion and the politics
And head straight to the compassion
Everything else is a distraction

Black Star (Yasiin Bey & Talib Kweli) - Fix Up Lyrics

Black Star (Yasiin Bey & Talib Kweli) - Fix Up Lyrics:

[Verse 1: Yasiin Bey]
Fix up, look sharp, yo
I resolve, me and mine involved
A lot of cats talk live, they ain’t live at all
Sideline check, hush when it’s time to ball
Said you was charged an’ all, I’m surprised at y’all
You could have a thousand rhymes, a thousand dimes
The house to shine, coupes on the routes recline
Be on Greenwich Mean, Beech Street, or Mountain time
But weigh it up, duke your power ain’t a ounce of mine
You’re down for mine, ashy and ground for mine
Yasiin so clear, true, pronounce divine
Pull down ya blinds, shade them out or shine
Everything from Bangkok to Bucktown is mine
Say Black Star, great things sprout to mind
Full moons and starry nights, new life and true light
Desert flames and ancient names, cinematic classic frames
Beautiful and fantastic things
Like peace, equality; Allah see everything
Don’t call it a comeback, I was home anyway
Ain’t missed a measure for all any time we been away
Travelling man I carry home with me every day
Bey, slim body push heavy weight
Fix up look sharp, elevate
And I don’t mean Copperfield or David Blaine
We on solid ground and far above the clouds
Black Star

[Verse 2: Talib Kweli]
The wait is over, or is it overweight
The game is bloated, there’s no escape
They sub-standard, we substantial
We got the great names, they got them love handles
We slimming down, trim the fat
Sit it down with all that chitter-chat
You talking this and that, simmer down
Got my name in your mouth, spit it out, son
The music so powerful, use it to see the parallels
I could make it rain but I make it plainer than Malcolm does
Black Star, baby powder fresher than the talcum, yup
People charged up, yup, we good with or without the plug
You doubted us, but you’re still hating – wow, I’m proud of ya!
Committed to your cause and it’s caused you to be a sourpuss
Ain’t a number that could measure your level of cowardice
You Power Puff, you pale in comparison, don’t get out enough
Turn up the motherfuckers, the speakers ain’t nearly loud enough
Black Star rocking it, Chaka would be proud of us
You had enough, callous as shallow and narrow-mindedness
Preparing for the battle, the shadows is where you finding us
You trying to bust – you dead, you synthetic as a designer drug
The populace is ignorant -– thank you for reminding us
Separate myself from these rappers who hustle backwards
Yup, they got zero property, like the laws of algebra

[Hook: Yasiin Bey]
Fix up look sharp
Black Star, good God
And when the sky look dark
Shine a light, look ahead, look up

[Verse 3: Both]
Malcolm X and Marley Marl, the word of God, the works of art
Portraits of the brain and other unexplained phenomenon
Shut down Babylon, smash all automaton
Feel the beat, got ‘em feeling geeked like it’s Comic-Con
Far from the hardy-har, more like a Tomahawk, rocket launch
Ali right cross knock they choppers off
Kweli and Mr. Bey, fresh not from concentrate
Looking very sharp today – thank you brother, Danke Schoen
Crowd working more than German engineering
And all the frequency they thought they hear the interference
Flashes of the spirit
Seekers of the clearing
They say that the tongue is the mirror of the heart so mirror mirror
Look, in that window is a freedom fighter’s grandson
Fixed up looking sharp, automatic handgun
Look, parade, caravan, diplomat, degenerate
Messiah, pariah, the leader of the syndicate
Peace treaty written in loophole penmanship
Same rows, two sides, palaces and tenements
Dispossesed made a tongue noble open the lonely heart
Peel apart, come together, come together, peel apart
Come together

Props: Lyrics submitted by Martin H

[Hook]

Mac Miller - Famly First ft Talib Kweli Lyrics

Mac Miller - Famly First ft Talib Kweli Lyrics:

[Verse 1 - Mac Miller]
Dealing with everybody’s opinion
Trying to do me
Only down one, I’m in the final
Shooting threes
Like I don’t give a f-ck
Music we f-ck, switch the position up
We love the things that keep on
Bringing out the kids in us
Been working all my life to do some different stuff
For people to say I’m young and haven’t lived enough
To say I haven’t lived enough
I’m on the road, my girl so sad I’m gone
It’s hard when I can’t even find the time to call my mom
When she thinks I’m going Hollywood
I guess she probably should
It seems like people see the bad and don’t acknowledge good
I feel the shade but I can see the sun, it’s cool
I got the time to feel the need to run, a fool
Is what I’ve become, young and I’m dumb
Been spending cake to get some bump in the trunk
Drums with a pump like some Reeboks
See me from the treetops
They worry but they need not
Heating like a teapot
Now I think I’m cool cause I got a pair of shoes
A mug dog, a jacket with a Polo logo
My cup always filled with Henny
So no Four Loco
They should know, so..
I could go slow, you see that I’m smooth now
Used to ignore me
They study what I do now
With some help from Kweli
And it’s Like on the they
Its cool to say my cypher complete
[Verse 2 - Talib Kweli]
Word. I’m so sick with the verbs I use
The words to heal us
They love how I kill it on stage, man
Murder theaters
No wonder they call it a ? asleep in the coffin
Dead tired
Exhausted from how often I be touring
So gangsta, Like the occupation of Made Men
Creating chaos, my operation is Mayhem
The movie never stopped the frank changeover
We add a map to the wolfpack: hangover
That Hen is not a friend
I’m on that Lager ?
Whatever substance, I abuse it like a grown man
I’m not a kid no more
Don’t want to hold your hand and fall off
And make you shoulder-lean like you drove, fam
Go ham, like Abraham reading all the signs
Oh yeah, and don’t forget to call your moms
Same thing I told Bow Wow last year
Take care of the fam
Cause it’s all we really have here..

Nick Cannon - Role Model Ft. Talib Kweli Lyrics

Nick Cannon - Role Model Ft. Talib Kweli Lyrics:

we don’t know no doctor no lawyer

lawyers doctors

never thought about college as being a border

daddies and fathers

the streets were our mothers

the blocks out fathers

mark the dollars

see the pimps in the corner

pushing their product

i’ve been pimp pimping since pim pimping

my grandfather did it and his grandfather ..in his van

since plaza .. now we switch and … to their backs

still addicted to the crack although i am not an user

seen a city get trashed like ….

trying to get them dollars like a lot of producers

embedded in my mind we gotta fly some gucci louis

few jewels no thousand dollars shoes

christmas swimming pools and use the music to do it

pimps never tell heir secrets .. the movement

.. automatic swag where we grew up was ruthless

now you try .. instead of picking up a book

we rather look at tv guides idolize white models

with their little white lies all the images of fathers

are just a bunch of white guys

chorus

let me holler dog .. bother for a minute

how you grow up in the hood you’re rich now and never come back again

that ain’t pimp what you think of windows and …

that ain’t him yes it is hello dog where the hell you’ve been?

hood living good living used to run with the big …

got cloud moved out got jumped .. in his business

..heard you said it in the magazine

last week was in amsterdam with that .. queen

exactly what you’re gonna do when folks don’t want you no more

don’t call you no more won’t treat you like a star no more

come back around here dog that’s all i know.. used to hang with you man

..you won’t gonna do a damn thing about it

you came too late and your fame was running out

it was you when .. lose their house

.. found thorugh word of mouth

the word is out you turned your back

you had your back what you’re gonna do now

chorus

these are role models

made the plan in my head and buck it up with the muscle

fuck being the best rapper they are respecting the hustle

i make it clear like a sample lead by example

taking trophy like the head of ….

sending me higher brazilian .. fire

all my .. radio the fm don’t play me

.. black white ration but it’s ok

get busy like a street team in a month release

please nigger try to be the big man and they know that .. the chicks are fan of me

and they can’t stand it running cause the crew .. standard

so remember before you start to stare niggers i am on .. i am gonna ..

chorus

Jean Grae - R.I.P Ft. Styles P & Talib Kweli Lyrics

Jean Grae - R.I.P Ft. Styles P & Talib Kweli Lyrics:

make your movie in hd, bet you ain’t in a saga,

me and my…singer like lady gaga,

i could see through you but as clear as…

i got your teeth with your back at my…

and i don’t give a fuck about a chopper,

meet me …the doctor, our pot filled with big...

..scenes i call oscars for actors,

getting your neck in the back like chiropractors

i’m so nice i could give you a fact backwards,

..keep your kids close, sick when i was nine years old,

ask my kin folks!

our people have been broke, a couple…

that was jail, i’ve been burning the whole team, bitch!

..and jean grae, experts in hip hop still rock,…

chorus:

come on …in your pocket!

be a super star…you’ve got to…

damn i got cream in the black socks, it’s chocolate

stop it, before you say something…

rock, rock, drop it in the block,

rock, rock, drop it in the block,

rock, rock, drop it in the block!

no it’s not, like charlie ..we got a…

in his pocket treat and trick or treating

..i’m a…

i’m for… a freaky genie!

jean is a genie, hideous, .. sweety and i’m a queen,

i’ma a swing open like lamborghini door to, pause to,

my job is to floor you,

block you and ignore you,

pop you like a black whole

i like rock more,

you’re watching me like rock, …

just pop, so i’m just …

..a good thing, i’m glad i put the hammer to it,

my... will handle this!

man, she did it to you!

well, they say…

..worse than, doing…

i’m at my momma’s house

with this little rocket, now jesus!

put my fingers and to stick them in the socket, now!

i rather be dead than wash my shit,

call the gone…filling the dirt, tell them my..

ten buckets, and it’s all your fault,

i’m rotting, shouldn’t have done that, a lot about…

it’s all your fault i’m rotting,

you shouldn’t have done that…

chorus:

what is it, ... you’re trying to lose your life?

...but i’m foolish on the mike.

know the truth, i dispute it, cause i do it how i like!

... from the bike!

nice try, you ain’t fly, you’re lying on the …

..but your local iq,

…don’t work,

even though they’re soaking on your …

if you don’t work, you don’t eat,

you fuck around and get high on the…

try to compete, you’re done beat,

.. before you even started,

everybody knows you’re number four...

..and making no sense!

the way i put these rappers, so ugly, the flow is grotesque,

your blow is ..it’s no context,

you will fall…

what are you a friend or you’re a foe?

white kind of energy you provoke to keep my enemies close?

i got a tendency to smoke and i stay in the mix like… and coke!

chorus:

Talib Kweli - Tater Tot Lyrics

Talib Kweli - Tater Tot Lyrics:

i'm just wondering what the heck is in our water supply

what the heck is in our oxygen supply

that creates a rainbow effect in the sprinklers?

what is oozing out of our ground

that allows this type of effect to happen?

it's not just around our sun and our moon any more

everywhere we look, the visible spectrum, is rainbows

this can not be natural

we as a nation have got to ask ourselves

what the hell is going on?

what is oozing out of our ground?

the day that i enlisted

was the result of a prior visit with jesus christ felt like i was lifted

then i got injured and the hospital was like a prison

fell out of touch with my faith i was nihilistic

they call me cyclops, cause i was blind in one eye

i'm out the army now i'm tryin to decide

how to properly fit in with civilians i'm used to killin

got me feelin all confused who the hero and who the villain

hopped in my red camaro, shot down the street like lead in a barrel

decked out in my veteran apparel

i drove aimlessly for miles until i saw this

country that'd want me to kill; i took a bullet for this muh'fucker

thousand miles later finally made a stop

small town restaurant, god damn the waitress hot

ordered tater tots, got her number, later that night

we was at the bar, takin shots 'til we fell in love
i said let's go las vegas and do this
knew this wasn't made for my soul
drove all night and was awakened to cold
she wanna play the slots, nicknamed her tater tot
cause of how we met, cool i need a shower, bet
found a motel on the strip, i'm checkin in
when out the blue some mexicans came in the lobby like they 'bout to shoot
some asians that was runnin down the hall with they guns brazen
now e'rybody pullin out they shit like it's an invasion!
the mexicans let them asians have it; asians had to fire back
'til they was outta bullets and the blood splattered everywhere
deal gone bad or somebody robbin
either way somebody's rotten all i hear is bodies droppin
i jump behind the front desk in the nick of time
the crook is on the floor, his blood made me slip and slide
but i'm the last man standin
a reflex made me grab a cannon out a dyin man's hand
then i noticed that a car was runnin
sack of guns on the floor plus unmarked bills by the hundreds
driver comin at me gunnin
sirens blarin in the distance cause the caps are comin
i spun around and i hit the deck
heard the bullets whiz by my ear i let off, hit him in the chest
quicker than the bullets left the chamber
i grabbed the sack off the floor hit the door with the bangers
lookin for my lady at the casino, she was in the zone
i said "we gotta go" she like "why?" and i'm like "c'mon!"
no need to gamble baby, here the lick
put the chips down we gotta go right now, this little shit
now we speedin down the i-15
first time i noticed that her eyes were green
gave her a gun and a magazine
i made her count the loot
but when she saw the score she pointed the gun at me
now she about to shoot (blam, blam blam)

Talib Kweli - I'm On One Lyrics & Video

Music from Talib Kweli's 'Gutter Rainbows' album out now. Purchase Deluxe Album Now on iTunes  'Gutter Rainbows' is available now at digital retail in North America + local, independent, Mom & Pop record stores & available in all formats & retail outlets in the rest of the world.

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Talib Kweli - I'm On One Lyrics:

[Talib]

Yeah.. my Lord.. yeah

[Verse 1: Talib]

We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes

We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn

We go through "Epidodes II," like "Attack of the Clones"

Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone

To get by.. just to get by

Just to get by, just to get by

We commute to computers

Spirits stay mute while you eagles spread rumors

We survivalists, turned to consumers

To get by.. just to get by

Just to get by, just to get by

Ask Him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor

I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer

Me and Willa raised three daughters all by herself, with no help

I think about a struggle and I find the strength in myself

These words, melt in my mouth

They hot, like the jail cell in the South

Before my nigga Core bailed me out

To get by.. just to get by

Just to get by, just to get by

We do or die like Bed-Stuy through the red sky

with the window of the red eye

Let the lead fly, some G. Rap shit, "Livin' to Let Die"

[Chorus: Background singers)

This morning, I woke up

Feeling brand new and I jumped up

Feeling my highs, and my lows

In my soul, and my goals

Just to stop smokin, and stop drinkin

And I've been thinkin - I've got my reasons

Just to get (by), just to get (by)

Just to get (by), just to get (by)

[Talib and background singers]

(ba ba ba, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da badahh

Just to get (by), just to get (by)

Just to get (by by by by by by)

(ba ba ba, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da badahh

Just to get (by), just to get (by)

Just to get (by by by by by by)

[Verse 2: Talib]

We keeping it gangster say "fo shizzle", "fo sheezy" and "stayin crunk"

Its easy to pull a breezy, smoke trees, and we stay drunk

Yo, I activism - attackin the system, the blacks and latins in prison

Numbers of prison they victim black in the vision

Shit and all they got is rappin to listen to

I let them know we missin you, the love is unconditional

Even when the condition is critical, when the livin is miserable

Your position is pivotal, I ain't bullshittin you

Now, why would I lie? Just to get by?

Just to get by, we get fly

The TV got us reachin for stars

Not the ones between Venus and Mars, the ones that be readin for parts

Some people get breast enhancements and penis enlargers

Saturday sinners Sunday morning at the feet of the Father

They need somethin to rely on, we get high on all types of drug

When, all you really need is love

To get by.. just to get by

Just to get by, just to get by

Our parents sing like John Lennon, "Imagine all the people watch"

We rock like Paul McCartney from now until the last Beatle drop

[Chorus: Background singers]

This morning, I woke up

Feeling brand new and I jumped up

Feeling my high's, and my low's

In my soul, and my goals

Just to stop smoking, and stop drinking

And I've been thinking - I've got my reasons

Just to get (by), just to get (by)

Just to get (by), just to get (by)

[Talib: repeat 2X - with background singers]

Yoyoyo, yo

Some people cry, and some people try

Just to get by, for a piece of the pie

You love to eat and get high

We decieve when we lie, and we keepin it fly

Yoyoyo, yo

When, the people decide, to keep a disguise

Can't see they eyes, see the evil inside

But there's people you find

Strong or feeble in mind, I stay readin the signs

Talib Kweli Get By

Nelly - Go Ft Talib Kewli & Ali Lyrics

Nelly- Go Ft Talib Kewli & Ali Lyrics:

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 us

,but we didnt notice the pain was sitting on they shoulders
The world was just a polar, the rather live in the solar,
System got us hopeless, and focused on forclosures
Wake up and smell the folgers... oh momma and bring home the soldiers
Osama, you owe us, the 9 11 was bogus, now we right back at him
Say the war is our motive

Wake up early in the streets of the block, streets of the block
He posted up on the corner like a soldier in the drill but he wouldn’t stop
Living life in the battlefield, battlefield, trying to survive every day and every night
It’s the same deal
Lifes strange lifes strange ,times change times change, but karma always finds the way
Stay strong, stay strong, hold on, hold on
Don’t let all your dreams fade away

Yeah life can beat you down, what goes it comes around
It’s not how you hit the ground, it’s how fast you get back up
And go, keep going,till it feels like I’m giving my life away
Gets hard,and harder, happiness is worth the wait
Cause on my own is a better way
Cause on my own is a better way

A lot of mothers they just don’t understand, they just don’t understand
They think we’re hard on our sons but we gotta teach our boys how to be a man
They only know when they walk out the door, when they walk out the door
See we can show em how to fire but they gotta teach themselves how to reload
Cause unenployment is harder than its ever been, sometimes it feels like i cant win
And even through all the rules keep changing, I’m stronger now than I was when I came in

Yeah life can beat you down, what goes it comes around
It’s not how you hit the ground, it’s how fast you get back up
And go, keep going, to feel like I’m giving my life away
Gets hard, and harder, happiness is worth the wait
Cause on my own is a better way
Cause on my own is a better way

Hey, hey, going through the back streets like i got beef
Carnival for carnivores with the sharp teeth
Animalistic it’s why we call the cops beast
We’re on the hunt, cause they’re hungry for the dark meat
I’m rapping through my heart beat, brain is the base, my heart is the drum
Give the drum some, promis of a better life is all I got to give
I ain’t just trying to survive, I’m trying to live

Cause all I want is a better way,
Hey, if you’re not prepared the world can be so cold
All that you can do is your best and just hope
In time the truth will show, just stick to what you know
Get a grip on something real and never let it go

And go, keep going, to feel like I’m giving my life away
Gets harder, and harder, happiness is worth the wait
Cause on my own is a better way
Cause on my own is a better way

Kanye West – Chain Heavy ft Talib Kweli & Consequence Lyrics

Kanye West – Chain Heavy ft Talib Kweli & Consequence Lyrics:

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[Chorus]
My chain heavy, yeah, yeah, my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy
My chain heavy, yeah, yeah, my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy
[Kanye West - Verse 1]
They try to tell me my chain broke the levy,
Maybe cuz its flooded,
Why you walkin’ round with a baby cross his cousin,
My teeth already white yall gone make me floss for nothing,
My teeth real diamonds what’s the cause of the frontin’,
While yall got all caps on?,
Don Cheadle Time,
Get extra black on em’,
Burn Hollywood burn,
Take too long for n-ggas to get their turn,
Probably be cremated before I get my urn,
They try to tell me that aliens built the pyramids,
I swear life’s a bitch on a period,
For every inch they cut the nose off the Sphinx,
I make my jeweler add a few more links,
You can look at me and dont f-ck what nobody thinks,
And my face always lookin’ like somebody stinks.
[Chorus]
My chain heavy, yeah yeah, my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy
My chain heavy, yeah yeah, my chain heavy, my chain heavy, my chain too heavy
Here we go, like we should
Feel the sweat, on ya face
Here we go, like we should
Feel the sweat, on ya face
Alright, okay
Here we go, like we should, like we should, like we should
[Kanye West - Verse 2]
Question..
What color was the skin of the man who bared the cross?
No matter how many lashes they couldn’t beat it off,
How many caskets will we see in one lifetime?
That’s why its Miles Davis Kobe it’s mic time,
I keep that gold book on a ottoman,
And wrote hooks about slaves that was slaughtered in the 1800′s,
Yall forget that I got called n-gger on Twitter so many times,
yo I lived that,
Now I’m just trying to find where to raise my kids at,
Cuz they don’t want n-ggas next to where they crib at,
Hey real Tom lookin’ for a nice park,
Twelve noon she say my family gone make it too dark,
This is the flow that solar eclipses,
So hopefully one day that real soul will eclipse the bullshit, they got us listenin’ to,
In this existence,
Don’t give up now just a little more persistence,
I am the day Ice Cube met Michael Jackson,
Keep ‘em away huh, something might happen,
This is the making of a masterpiece,
so we broke out the chains and told the Master Peace.
[Chorus]
[Talib Kweli]
Some wear a suit and tie, they dont wanna remain average
some wear a suit and tie like a chain in a straight jacket
my chain heavy stopping that traffic
coppers harrass us, the DA attack us want us in chains like BA Baracus
and a major factor in my decision to be a rapper was rebellion
being anti-establishment was attractive to a black kid from Brooklyn
flames got them things cooking, land of the jooks
where the lames got the chains tooken
it aint looking good for you if you a tourist
yeah sometimes our rhymes is on a frequency that only purists hear
a couple rappers try to beef with me, nobody scared
n-ggas was so f-cking corny that nobody cared
why I gotta battle rappers, I debate scholars
Question: Do it gotta make sense if it make dollars?
sick visions is living inside our brains
its like sadomasochistic addicted to whips and chains
figuratively quite, literally, clinically insane spit flames when I vist the higher planes
try in vain to ignore, don’t buy the chain if you can’t afford it
‘Ye them load of a-whores by the boards trust
[Consequence]
Uh, that old ball and chain had me chained up for weeks
of course Im off the chain as soon as I hit the streets
and now when we leak she saying the games over
I drove her crazy and she became a chain smoker
now the new dude she saying that could stay over
should be a chain who goes by the name of choker
thats what he did when she told him he should play this over
so the chains on, throw em on the way over
but when I came over, his only response
well be the owner of a chain of restaurants
cause I’mma eat your food for that chain that I worn
cause you be running round like the chain makes the man
so it obvious that he don’t know the chain of command
cause my chain commands, that kind of respect
and its so chunky that its a pain in the neck
but it came with a check, I remember on chaining day
it spoke for itself and this is what the chain would say
“them chain snatchers are hoping that you aint ready
so don’t get distracted keep your aim steady
or there’ll be a chain reactionsince my chains heavy”
[Chorus]
[End]