Gotham (Talib Kweli & Diamond D) - Olympic lyrics

[Gotham Talib Kweli & Diamond D - Olympic lyrics]

It's like
It's like everybody rapping about cash
Fuck that, I want some land, son
I wanna build on some land
Build mama a house with a pool
Olympic-sized pool
You know what it is, c'mon

Bow to the feet of Black
Jesus like you not worthy
Rest in peace to John
Witherspoon and Charlie Murphy
The heroin had
We mix the sprite, now the lean dirty
The current drought dryer than beef jerky
They be like "Kweli, he seem nerdy
But he stand on the square, yo
His feet sturdy"
You motherfucking right about the nerd shit
I'm a nerd for Hip-Hop
To the words that drop unexpеctedly like
Bird shit in thesе heavenly verses
I spit it with a purpose
What a gift to be cursed with
I'm from Brooklyn
But I'd rather snatch mics than purses
The way you write is outdated as cursive
What's worse is
Half these rap niggas is worthless
They take credit for everything
Like TK Kirkland it's clown shit
Like when you visit the circus
I'm surrounded by vultures
They done left they perches
They circling above, they keep staring
But, I keep sharing my artistry
Like Basquiat and Keith Haring
You soon to see my mural from the FDR
Play this shit loud where all
The BBQ Beckys are the whole team get the
CREAM like ready whipped debate me
You be looking like Nixon
With the sweaty lips
Racecar style, Mario Andretti drip
Vroom Vroom, rev the engine, let it rip, son

Olympic 'Cause we do it for sport
Olympic 'Cause we carry the torch
Olympic 'Cause we playing to win
Olympic
Now let the motherfucking games begin

I can see the future in the tea leaves
A black man walking around
Like endangered species
The sheep see the Lord's
My shepherd like Kiki
They probably less evolved than
Monkeys that's flinging feces
The announcer's in the ring like Mean Gene
You embarrassing yourself like you
Ain't never seen memes
Your life is faker than standing
In front of green screen
I got an unfair advantage like
The '92 Dream Team
My Jordan's is the perfect fit
I bounce back and boomerang it like
Eddie Murphy and Eartha Kitt
Racist trolls up to their dirty tricks
But, I stop these Nazis like Jesse
Owens at the Olympics in 1936
I'm a target for terrorists
That rep the ugliest parts of America
Their argument meritless
Being a martyr is perilous
But when you play an oppression Olympics
Tell me who the gold medal is

Olympic 'Cause we do it for sport
Olympic 'Cause we carry the torch
Olympic 'Cause we playing to win
Olympic
Now let the motherfucking games begin

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