Testo Supreme Supreme - Talib Kweli feat. Mos Def
Testo della canzone Supreme Supreme (Talib Kweli feat. Mos Def), tratta dall'album Right About Now
Woo, we on fire tonight, woo
Yeah, we on fire tonight, woo
Black Star in the house for sho', c'mon
Now everybody go
Ghetto people, it's time to ride
Supreme, Supreme, baby
Get involved, go side to side
Supreme, Supreme (Side to side)
'Bout to slapbox with the beat
The shit I spit is a snapshot of the street
You can see the crack spot in the backdrop
The heat in the stash spot of the black drop
You wonder why there's more crime
Free food or a check the only time niggas online
Gettin' information from the nigga net
The trickle-down theory gets the angriest niggas yet
I make a bigger bet
Probably 'bout to be a bigger threat
'Cause there's hardly any real niggas left
Ha, what the fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout?
Livin' the movie but the audience is walkin' out
I fight the temptation to rip the heart from your chest
'Til there's only five heartbeats left
It's like a dead man walkin'
I turn on the radio and I hear dead men talkin'
Ghetto people, it's time to ride
Supreme, Supreme, baby
Get involved, go side to side
Supreme, Supreme
Yo, I got my headphones up like I'm listenin' close
Face blank with expression, it isn't a joke
Start fire, sit back and spit it in smoke
To get it provoked, blow it back to get in your throat
Mad problem, take all them niggas you know
Add that number up with every nigga you don't
Final number, some total of the niggas that won't
Break me down, shake me up or fade my style
What time it is? Cool, you can hate me now
In ten minutes from then you gon' love me again
Bucktown Republic again, writin' on the wall, trouble again
Intensify struggle and such, killers
Sade lovers deluxe
Sound garden for the wild-hearted, downtrodden upstarters
Young violent uprising, cocaine and gunpowder
Up North, a bus ride, a daily rise to thug mountain
Cocaine's a pizza pie
Danger present but unclear, ain't know how to hide
If you wonder why you got so much on your mind
'Cause you're livin' in a troublin' time
This is a puzzlin' time
Fall back without recoverin' time
And time's up, Brooklyn, put your dimes up
Ghetto people, it's time to ride
Supreme, Supreme, baby
Get involved, go side to side
Supreme, Supreme
Ghetto people, it's time to ride
Supreme, Supreme, baby
Get involved, go side to side
Supreme, Supreme
I put feelin' inside of my rap
Hold it down from my side of the map
No matter what North, South, East or West side that I'm at
Been the eagle on the mind of this back
Got a problem with that? Then holla back if the stars is black
We the new era, you just a starter cap
Find out what happens when the artist attack
We sharp as a tack, fall back, you smarter than that
Or perhaps you just ain't as smart as you think
Figure eightin' on the thin ice part of the rink
You a vessel that's promised to sink
Terra firma ain't as hard as you think
Stared down and you startin' to blink
Like 182, this for fellas and the ladies who
Don't need to be spoon-fed like baby food
I take a bite out the track like a saber-tooth
And spit out the truth 'til the cops come and spray the booth
Ghetto people, it's time to ride
Supreme, Supreme, baby
Get involved, go side to side
Supreme, Supreme
Ghetto people, it's time to ride
Supreme, Supreme, baby
Get involved, go side to side
Supreme, Supreme
It's alright with you, it's alright with me
Do the damn thing, what you wanna be
That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right
That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right
It's alright with you, it's alright with me
Do the damn thing, what you wanna be
That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right
That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right
It's alright with you, it's alright with me
Do the damn thing, what you wanna be
That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right
That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right
It's alright with you, it's alright with me
Do the damn thing, what you wanna be
That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right
That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right
It's not that deep, like it's kind of
It's not even what makes sense, like that's what the fuck it is, like
Bloomberg did that shit?
And Bloo
You heard it on Hot 97?
Yo, he's some bigga man, like I can't f
I was slightly stunted when I was like
"Yo, yeah, niggas accepted that?"
But then I thought about who the fuck it is
You heard it on Hot 97?
For a while
Did you hear about it anywhere else than Hot 97?
Who the governors was and what the fuck was goin' on in upstate
You heard it somewhere else besides Hot 97?
You see why I don't listen to the radio?
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Writer(s): Talib Kweli
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