Madlib, Talib Kweli - What It Do lyrics
[Madlib, Talib Kweli - What It Do lyrics]
Yes yes!
You already know what it is feel it coming
Send it out to, send it out to
Send it out to, send it out to
Some of them wanna front like
Kweli ain't sonning them running them
I'm done with them cos I'm nicer
Than every one of them
Some of them hesitate and
Then their reputation crumbling
You look and you catch me out in
Brooklyn on foot on the cumbling
Some of them is informers when
They on the corner bubbling
Hustling, politicin' like a
Democrat Republican
Some of them independent
And the streets be lovin' them
Some of them label whores and
Dependent on the budget
Someone do it for the love
I get mad frustrated because some of them
Just do it for the club
Some of them just do it for
The dough and be like
"If you ain’t doing it for the dough
Then what you doing it fo'?"
Some of them really got skills
But still really got bills, and realize
This game really not real, it's ill
Some of them think you gotta rap
About things you don't do
And tell lies like some of them do
You know it’s like that, right true
Cause no matter what it do or how you do
I keep it real with you
You know it’s like that, right true
'Cause no matter what it do or how it do
I keep it real with you
You know it’s like that, right true
'Cause no matter what it do or how it do
I keep it real with you
You know it’s like that, right true
'Cause no matter what it do or how it do
I keep it
Yo, when these cats not as hot on a beat
Yo they so incomplete
I hope you got a receipt
We bout to take it back
Even when they got them a slapper
They still make the wack
Even though they stuck in the
Box they still fakin' jax
It's Kweli and the Beat Konducta
Should we defeat the suckers
We pull back they sheets and covers
And expose how hard they sleepin
These dudes hard, they deep in
They tried to step and left the party leakin
I’m a stunter like a $380 Lands
Been here since the beginning out to
Get a lot of ends these dudes talk shit like
Your baby momma's friends
Cause they softer than the curves
On the baby momma Benz
I don't mean to condescend but
I condescend like rain
I condescend when I'm gone off
The gin in Night train
Sike, I really like the Yak
I try to fight it but it's fighting back
Fuck it, find a sack, just rewind it back
You know it’s like that, right true
Plus no matter what it do or how you do
I keep it real with you
You know it’s like that, right true
Plus no matter what it do or how it do
I keep it real with you
You know it’s like that, right true
'Cause no matter what it do or how it do
I keep it real with you
What it do? What it is? What
It be? What it look like?
Where the beef? Where the club? Where
Your teeth? Where your dubs?
Where your rims? Where your bimbos
Primed and ready?
Where your exclusive kicks? Man
Them Timbs is heavy
Yo, don’t tell em that the
People is forgetting already
I'm rolling through with gin and steady
These niggas palms is sweaty
Your chance of winning slimmer
Than angel hair spaghetti
That’s why none of them dare upset me
Just having fun, Kweli the truth nigga
True spitter, comming through with Madlib
Who sicker than The Loop Digga?
Y'all need to do sit-ups, get your weight up
You already know what it is feel it coming
Send it out to, send it out to
Send it out to, send it out to
Some of them wanna front like
Kweli ain't sonning them running them
I'm done with them cos I'm nicer
Than every one of them
Some of them hesitate and
Then their reputation crumbling
You look and you catch me out in
Brooklyn on foot on the cumbling
Some of them is informers when
They on the corner bubbling
Hustling, politicin' like a
Democrat Republican
Some of them independent
And the streets be lovin' them
Some of them label whores and
Dependent on the budget
Someone do it for the love
I get mad frustrated because some of them
Just do it for the club
Some of them just do it for
The dough and be like
"If you ain’t doing it for the dough
Then what you doing it fo'?"
Some of them really got skills
But still really got bills, and realize
This game really not real, it's ill
Some of them think you gotta rap
About things you don't do
And tell lies like some of them do
You know it’s like that, right true
Cause no matter what it do or how you do
I keep it real with you
You know it’s like that, right true
'Cause no matter what it do or how it do
I keep it real with you
You know it’s like that, right true
'Cause no matter what it do or how it do
I keep it real with you
You know it’s like that, right true
'Cause no matter what it do or how it do
I keep it
Yo, when these cats not as hot on a beat
Yo they so incomplete
I hope you got a receipt
We bout to take it back
Even when they got them a slapper
They still make the wack
Even though they stuck in the
Box they still fakin' jax
It's Kweli and the Beat Konducta
Should we defeat the suckers
We pull back they sheets and covers
And expose how hard they sleepin
These dudes hard, they deep in
They tried to step and left the party leakin
I’m a stunter like a $380 Lands
Been here since the beginning out to
Get a lot of ends these dudes talk shit like
Your baby momma's friends
Cause they softer than the curves
On the baby momma Benz
I don't mean to condescend but
I condescend like rain
I condescend when I'm gone off
The gin in Night train
Sike, I really like the Yak
I try to fight it but it's fighting back
Fuck it, find a sack, just rewind it back
You know it’s like that, right true
Plus no matter what it do or how you do
I keep it real with you
You know it’s like that, right true
Plus no matter what it do or how it do
I keep it real with you
You know it’s like that, right true
'Cause no matter what it do or how it do
I keep it real with you
What it do? What it is? What
It be? What it look like?
Where the beef? Where the club? Where
Your teeth? Where your dubs?
Where your rims? Where your bimbos
Primed and ready?
Where your exclusive kicks? Man
Them Timbs is heavy
Yo, don’t tell em that the
People is forgetting already
I'm rolling through with gin and steady
These niggas palms is sweaty
Your chance of winning slimmer
Than angel hair spaghetti
That’s why none of them dare upset me
Just having fun, Kweli the truth nigga
True spitter, comming through with Madlib
Who sicker than The Loop Digga?
Y'all need to do sit-ups, get your weight up