Testo Stay Around - Talib Kweli
Testo della canzone Stay Around (Talib Kweli), tratta dall'album Eardrum
Ladies and gentlemen, Kweli
Won't you stay around with me?
And please say a rhyme, 'cause these rappers fakin'
I'm in love with your state of mind, 'cause you a favorite of mine
And I know you on your grind, I don't wanna waste your time
But baby won't you stay around with me?
And let my love, let my love, let my love
Kweli, you should rap about this, you should rap about that
Any more suggestions? You in the back, yeah you
You should rap on beat, you should rap more street
And never ever get your mack on please
How 'bout you? I like it when you're melodic
It's 'cause you capture hypnotic portraits
That seem to make the average exotic
Kweli you nice, I know you gettin' some love
But you can spit like a thug
And you will blow, you make a hit for the club, word
I don't like your voice, I don't like your choice of beats
It sounds like it's forced
What was up with "Black and Braw"? For me, I ain't like that
Now you should get with Hi-Tek, now he got nice tracks
Them other dudes is type wack
Yeah people keep it comin', I keep it
Bubblin' like the heat from the oven
Boilin' the water and the hate sorta like a fire
I got a mic empire
My own label, I had to emancipate me, me like Mariah
At some point I might retire
On some bullshit, my legacy, worshipped like Mariah
Illest flow found in the game, soothin' like the sound of the rain
It's this dude profound and profane
By refusin' to be soundin' the same
Keepin' the verses, deletin' the curses, defeatin' the purpose
When the people go on strike, I'm in the street with the workers
Speaking the words from a pulpit like the preachers at churches
Raise my hand, all the teachers get nervous
'Cause they know I air 'em out and they
Ain't even really gotta hear me out
I keep it dirty like Pigpen
Voice in the warrior's head like Lynne Thigpen
Clockin' like Big Ben, old school slang
Still find a way to innovate
Pete Rock got it feelin' great, the ladies say
Won't you stay around with me?
And please say a rhyme, 'cause these rappers fakin'
I'm in love with your state of mind, 'cause you a favorite of mine
And I know you on your grind, I don't wanna waste your time
But baby won't you stay around with me?
And let my love, let my love, let my love
Like the tip of the L, this heavyweight rap tippin' the scale
And we never let the system prevail, for real
Picture us missin' a sale, never that
It's forbidden like Afghani sisters liftin' the veil
I'm still leadin' the pack 'cause cats slackin'
Just because you be havin' a dragon don't mean you got the fire
It ain't nothin' to play with
It's sacred, my pen is my paintbrush, I dip it in pain plus
Truth, love, joy, anger, hatred and anguish
That's the spectrum of the colors we paint with
I don't feast at the banquet 'cause
Freedom is the set that I bang with
Listen, the conditions in my slum village is tainted
I grew through the pavement like the flower the girl drew on the paper
The sky blue within the eyes of a savior
The rules of engagement that they use as tools of enslavement
Got 'em stressed out, losin' their patience
The moves that I'm makin' across waters with contraband
That I'm takin' across borders, information never lost in translation
Too many new words to be learned
I'm spittin' fire, givin' third degree burns, givin' 'em heatstrokes
Hotter than rockin' a pea coat at Venice Beach though
All these rappers soup like miso, we go
Back in the days like reminiscin' with Pete, yo
Ladies, welcome to the Kweli show, chico
Won't you stay around with me?
And please say a rhyme, 'cause these rappers fakin'
I'm in love with your state of mind, 'cause you a favorite of mine
And I know you on your grind, I don't wanna waste your time
But baby won't you stay around with me?
And let my love, let my love, let my love
Ladies and gentlemen, it's Talib Kweli
Yeah, this Ear Drum y'all
B-b-b-b-bangin' on your eardrum
We got the incredible Pete Rock on the track like
I like that, I like that
I wanna give an extra big shout out to my man Dave Dark
Holdin' me down as always and as usual
And his newborn son, Canon, brand new to the world
He's now down with Blacksmith, Blacksmith is the movement
Jean Grae, Strong Arm Steady gang
Talib Kweli, that's what it is, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Claydes Smith, Ronald Nathan Bell, Robert Bell, Dennis Thomas, George Brown, Peter N. Phillips, Talib Kweli, Cynthia Huggins
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