Pete Rock, C.L. Smooth, Talib Kweli - Fly Till I Die lyrics
Pete Rock [Peter Phillips] The Bronx, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Pete Rock, C.L. Smooth, Talib Kweli - Fly Till I Die lyrics]
It's Talib Kweli in the place to be Brooklyn
Most definitely yaknowhatImsayin Mount Vernon
And Pete Rock & CL smooth
(true) the brothers who brought ya
Escapism, Return Of The Mecca
Straighten It Out, the Creators
Yeah right about now we about to make history
The track make you nod like
Smack through the needle
Niggas don't sell crack is they evil
America's build on the backs of my people
Cats say they packin' the heat
But they actin' like Chino
Cause when it's time to bounce it back
They fall back in the fetal
I went from crashin' the beat
In the passenger seat
Drivin' like many straight trees don't even
Mix coke with the henney
Flow with so many styles ladies
Open all night like Denis
24 hours party people soakin' in
The Remy and Cris'
The video is directed by Benny and Chris
Treat a pager like a website
With plenty of hit's
I tell 'em this: you gotta be at least
A dime for a piece of mind
I deal with porters and keys
Just like the leachious mind
I like mature girls just
Now reachin' they prime
Know how to conversate to the man
And don't eat no swine
If you ready to roll than we can rock shit
My niggas so cold we hot
Pete Rock murderville keep the joint on smash
See the don come through
Enough bray that cash
Talib Kweli he can speak to the mass
Why the great minds think alike
Cause we keepin' it fly
See we keepin' it fly till the day I die
And you can't deny
Son we keepin' it fly how we keepin' this fly
Better master your eye cause
We keepin' it fly bring it back to life
Psychedelic we sell it and
Niggas jealous fellows
Go get your hate up get your weight
Up I'm tellin' you straight up
You need to turn that frown upside
Down you use less muscles
The smile is easier than it sound, it's true
Lookin' all crooked I be tellin' these dudes
They should Straighten It Out on a
Pete Rock track like CL smooth
See we livin' in the Matrix
Way before the movie
Kids fiend before the camera
Screaming just shoot me
Now they scream a million miles
Away from the sun
But you still feel the heat when we
Packed us the way of the gun
Like tape digs raise kids to
Escape the slave ships
Instead they wanna pump weights not the state
Better exercise take from work the
Rest get left inside
And whips chicks and kicks
Money we specialize
I be the respirator so hip hop is kept alive
So many niggas buggin' me I
Need a fuckin' pesticide
You put light back to life cause
These rappers ain't actin' right
Thinkin' they cut like Mack the knife
Rap the fight
Battle right through the afterlife
Cause when you die make you
Look way past the life
And high sight I drop the type of rhyme
To give the blind sight
Sparkle a shine bright like lemonlime
Sprite up in the limelight, yeah
As we still at the track you
Feel it when the chorus tack
You deal it twist a cap back with
A skillet official would kill it
This is fake the way we sill it
As the great Pete Rock and Kweli
Got Pete to make you chicks knees
Knock to Pete Rock my life
It's the soundtrack other niggas sound wack
Like white kids tryin' to sound black
I spit on mics wet up the
Essence where L drowned at
This Guerilla Monsoon Rap first comb rap
Soon rap come through a crossroads
And all these lost souls
Will stand out with stress
Signals like morse code
Most definitely yaknowhatImsayin Mount Vernon
And Pete Rock & CL smooth
(true) the brothers who brought ya
Escapism, Return Of The Mecca
Straighten It Out, the Creators
Yeah right about now we about to make history
The track make you nod like
Smack through the needle
Niggas don't sell crack is they evil
America's build on the backs of my people
Cats say they packin' the heat
But they actin' like Chino
Cause when it's time to bounce it back
They fall back in the fetal
I went from crashin' the beat
In the passenger seat
Drivin' like many straight trees don't even
Mix coke with the henney
Flow with so many styles ladies
Open all night like Denis
24 hours party people soakin' in
The Remy and Cris'
The video is directed by Benny and Chris
Treat a pager like a website
With plenty of hit's
I tell 'em this: you gotta be at least
A dime for a piece of mind
I deal with porters and keys
Just like the leachious mind
I like mature girls just
Now reachin' they prime
Know how to conversate to the man
And don't eat no swine
If you ready to roll than we can rock shit
My niggas so cold we hot
Pete Rock murderville keep the joint on smash
See the don come through
Enough bray that cash
Talib Kweli he can speak to the mass
Why the great minds think alike
Cause we keepin' it fly
See we keepin' it fly till the day I die
And you can't deny
Son we keepin' it fly how we keepin' this fly
Better master your eye cause
We keepin' it fly bring it back to life
Psychedelic we sell it and
Niggas jealous fellows
Go get your hate up get your weight
Up I'm tellin' you straight up
You need to turn that frown upside
Down you use less muscles
The smile is easier than it sound, it's true
Lookin' all crooked I be tellin' these dudes
They should Straighten It Out on a
Pete Rock track like CL smooth
See we livin' in the Matrix
Way before the movie
Kids fiend before the camera
Screaming just shoot me
Now they scream a million miles
Away from the sun
But you still feel the heat when we
Packed us the way of the gun
Like tape digs raise kids to
Escape the slave ships
Instead they wanna pump weights not the state
Better exercise take from work the
Rest get left inside
And whips chicks and kicks
Money we specialize
I be the respirator so hip hop is kept alive
So many niggas buggin' me I
Need a fuckin' pesticide
You put light back to life cause
These rappers ain't actin' right
Thinkin' they cut like Mack the knife
Rap the fight
Battle right through the afterlife
Cause when you die make you
Look way past the life
And high sight I drop the type of rhyme
To give the blind sight
Sparkle a shine bright like lemonlime
Sprite up in the limelight, yeah
As we still at the track you
Feel it when the chorus tack
You deal it twist a cap back with
A skillet official would kill it
This is fake the way we sill it
As the great Pete Rock and Kweli
Got Pete to make you chicks knees
Knock to Pete Rock my life
It's the soundtrack other niggas sound wack
Like white kids tryin' to sound black
I spit on mics wet up the
Essence where L drowned at
This Guerilla Monsoon Rap first comb rap
Soon rap come through a crossroads
And all these lost souls
Will stand out with stress
Signals like morse code