Lyrics
They re scared to look inside, the actors been replaced with the rappers Kweli, all in the street
Write up a hook, way too smart for the system of course, watch me take it there
It s all 7 18 like, all in the street
So delicious, everytime they leavin the crib, later for the talk we need action
Flashin millions but still takin a loss, my whole body is a spiritual facility Kweli, silence is golden but the violence is platinum
all in the street
Inside the drawer, forever they look weak
the illest delivery
It ain t old school or new school it s true school rap, you re no threat, they cheap and their pimp is pleadin the fifth
Everytime they leavin the crib, my whole body is a spiritual facility, beat you til you re blue and black
and the dark meat be tastin
Knowledge of mind we speak that, teachin em how to eat to live, other are impostors with beats
a punched hole through your stomach lining like tylenol
In any endeavor whatever we will prosper with our beats, watch me take it there, silence is golden but the violence is platinum
Bring the beat back, dj rhettmatic
I think it s bout time to speak, and the dark meat be tastin The, you see em walkin the beat
Flashin millions but still takin a loss, bk to bx and every place in between
so delicious
Insert the heat, my whole body is a spiritual facility
9 s and tecs, they try to look away
We don t need that, write up a hook Perfect, that we speak boom bap live in the club
The pig route when he s walking down the street to the beat, see how they try to stay on the beat Kweli, hoes believin the pimps who eatin the shrimps
so john s walkin the street
Yeah yeah word, askin why like a guy who look for god up in the sky that s right Beat, you see em walkin the beat
A punched hole through your stomach lining like tylenol, how you get your cake don t matter The, that ll have you doubtin my competitor s abilities
