Strong Arm Steady, Talib Kweli - On Site lyrics
[Strong Arm Steady, Talib Kweli - On Site lyrics]
Strong Arm Steady, size ain't shit
(Laughs) yeah! S-A-S nigga!
Sock a sucka down, Talib Kweli
It's a beautiful mothafuckin' struggle if
I do say so myself
My name is Dizzalean, Krondon
Dizzle, Phil Da Agony, talib Kweli
Yuh, let's go! Come on!
You brought a knife to the gunfight
It has no way to win the war
Your smarter then that
In the hood you know it's on, on-site
What you gonna do
When the big bad gang coming
Knocking down your door
You can call the law
But you better run for your life
I'm telling you
If I don't say so myself who will we
Master the skill the real coming
At you for real real Kweli, Dizzle, and Phil
And you know I stay steady write a
Million dollar rap in my will
Winning a war, pinning Timberlands on tour
Resemble nothing similar to what
You heard before let's make some cold shit
Bring back all the old shit
Get this money till we can't fold it
Fuck it! Provocativeness mixed with a twist
Of this Backwood
Do it for the hood Y'all some
Goody good fake ass brotherhood shit
Me and my niggas on some Rowdy Rowdy
Piper fuck a cypher pay the piper
De-cypher what I wrote we got them
Bottles out there break on boats
Take notes, Shrek tooth speak on my dope
Reap what you wrote
So don't say nothing when we on your doorstep
When you peep through the hole steady
You brought a knife to the gunfight
It has no way to win the war
Your smarter then that
In the hood you know it's on, on-site
What you gonna do
When the big bad gang coming
Knocking down your door
You can call the law
But you better run for your life
I'm telling you
(Laughs) yeah! S-A-S nigga!
Sock a sucka down, Talib Kweli
It's a beautiful mothafuckin' struggle if
I do say so myself
My name is Dizzalean, Krondon
Dizzle, Phil Da Agony, talib Kweli
Yuh, let's go! Come on!
You brought a knife to the gunfight
It has no way to win the war
Your smarter then that
In the hood you know it's on, on-site
What you gonna do
When the big bad gang coming
Knocking down your door
You can call the law
But you better run for your life
I'm telling you
If I don't say so myself who will we
Master the skill the real coming
At you for real real Kweli, Dizzle, and Phil
And you know I stay steady write a
Million dollar rap in my will
Winning a war, pinning Timberlands on tour
Resemble nothing similar to what
You heard before let's make some cold shit
Bring back all the old shit
Get this money till we can't fold it
Fuck it! Provocativeness mixed with a twist
Of this Backwood
Do it for the hood Y'all some
Goody good fake ass brotherhood shit
Me and my niggas on some Rowdy Rowdy
Piper fuck a cypher pay the piper
De-cypher what I wrote we got them
Bottles out there break on boats
Take notes, Shrek tooth speak on my dope
Reap what you wrote
So don't say nothing when we on your doorstep
When you peep through the hole steady
You brought a knife to the gunfight
It has no way to win the war
Your smarter then that
In the hood you know it's on, on-site
What you gonna do
When the big bad gang coming
Knocking down your door
You can call the law
But you better run for your life
I'm telling you