Talib Kweli, Diamond D, Busta Rhymes - The Quiet One lyrics
[Talib Kweli, Diamond D, Busta Rhymes - The Quiet One lyrics]
What have I become i was never the quiet one
Been the voice of the people
For my entire run
From 1991, that's when I begun
Professional I get deep as a leviathan
We need to vibrate higher
We spiritually half awake
We like the guy on the couch
Who be getting you half baked
I'm a New Yorker
I be seeing a literal rat race
These Nazis still want to give
Us the literal gas facе
They not satisfied with all of
The niggas thеy castrate, son
It's criminal
These racists addicted to blackface
These rappers actors that deliver
Considerably bad takes
With pauses so pregnant
They physically lactate
These niggas is fake
And they stayin in lyrical last place
It's a miracle how Diamond be
Diggin through mad crates
But churches are locked for
Criminals have faith
The streets sizzle when they move in
The thizzle like Mack Dray
The visual? Fake tennis shoe
With the fat lace 'Cause I'm from Gotham
The home of the original Batcave
People screamin' like they Onyx
Delivered the last days
What have I become i was never the quiet one
Been the voice of the people
For my entire run
From 1991, that's when I begun
Professional, I get deep as a leviathan
Archie Bell & the Drells, how we tighten up
We talkin' bout practice, Alan Iverson
I'm movin' silent through major
Corridors wearin' moccasin slippers
Brooklyn niggas whistle bullets like
Janice Joplin whispers
This shit's so hot your skin
Will bubble impossible blisters
Fuck what you got she'll part
Your top like unstoppable clippers
Remarkable shit, I spit divine
Undeniable pictures
Liable to pull up on niggas
That ride and dividable killers
Philosopher, the scriptures hang high up
In inside my villas
Who's linin' up with this shit with a
Little wine while you linin' my pillars
And try and just figure you see me
When you look in that mirror?
Go sip on that syrup and that blunt
When your smoke start to clear up
The silhouette of my shadow will
Plant the fear of
Every soul we locked down and
Every town we cheer up
When you see me you best address me Mr josh
Hammers back your whole team like the 76ers
Maufuckas, you dumb? You know we
Kill people for fun?
We gotta wait 'til I'm sung to
Look at the god I've become
What have I become i was never the quiet one
Been the voice of the people
For my entire run
From 1991, that's when I begun
Professional, I get deep as a leviathan
Archie Bell & the Drells, how we tighten up
We talkin' bout practice, Alan Iverson
Since 9 11, profiled as the Taliban
Mayor of Gotham like Galivan with a talisman
Fuck a Batman, we keep shooters
The manager of the building the
Only man we call super
This diamond shit knock you from the Bronx
That's a twofer
Heavily stoned like the whole Tudor (get it?)
From old New York before you could
Have porn on your home computer
Tell me something again like
Chaka Khan and Rufus
That roof your ball to the score
Up like bang like Joe Kupa
You know the rule
Press your bust pipes like Roto Rooter
The blunderbusses that you saw
A lupus size cannon
In your faces where they stick
It like a nice landing
They have you acting with your
Face like Michael Shannon
Whether you see the big
Picture or you micromanage yeah, I got a guy
The one you contact for a proper high
I will not apologize or compromise
Or try to convert your way whether
For title or for Spotify
You talkin' streams I'm talkin' Nile rivers
You say you have a dream but
We got Malcolm in us
We from the real Gotham, we some wild niggas
Livin' my best life: smile bitches
What have I become i was never the quiet one
Been the voice of the people
For my entire run
From 1991, that's when I begun
Professional, I get deep as a leviathan
Archie Bell & the Drells, how we tighten up
We talkin' bout practice, Alan Iverson
Been the voice of the people
For my entire run
From 1991, that's when I begun
Professional I get deep as a leviathan
We need to vibrate higher
We spiritually half awake
We like the guy on the couch
Who be getting you half baked
I'm a New Yorker
I be seeing a literal rat race
These Nazis still want to give
Us the literal gas facе
They not satisfied with all of
The niggas thеy castrate, son
It's criminal
These racists addicted to blackface
These rappers actors that deliver
Considerably bad takes
With pauses so pregnant
They physically lactate
These niggas is fake
And they stayin in lyrical last place
It's a miracle how Diamond be
Diggin through mad crates
But churches are locked for
Criminals have faith
The streets sizzle when they move in
The thizzle like Mack Dray
The visual? Fake tennis shoe
With the fat lace 'Cause I'm from Gotham
The home of the original Batcave
People screamin' like they Onyx
Delivered the last days
What have I become i was never the quiet one
Been the voice of the people
For my entire run
From 1991, that's when I begun
Professional, I get deep as a leviathan
Archie Bell & the Drells, how we tighten up
We talkin' bout practice, Alan Iverson
I'm movin' silent through major
Corridors wearin' moccasin slippers
Brooklyn niggas whistle bullets like
Janice Joplin whispers
This shit's so hot your skin
Will bubble impossible blisters
Fuck what you got she'll part
Your top like unstoppable clippers
Remarkable shit, I spit divine
Undeniable pictures
Liable to pull up on niggas
That ride and dividable killers
Philosopher, the scriptures hang high up
In inside my villas
Who's linin' up with this shit with a
Little wine while you linin' my pillars
And try and just figure you see me
When you look in that mirror?
Go sip on that syrup and that blunt
When your smoke start to clear up
The silhouette of my shadow will
Plant the fear of
Every soul we locked down and
Every town we cheer up
When you see me you best address me Mr josh
Hammers back your whole team like the 76ers
Maufuckas, you dumb? You know we
Kill people for fun?
We gotta wait 'til I'm sung to
Look at the god I've become
What have I become i was never the quiet one
Been the voice of the people
For my entire run
From 1991, that's when I begun
Professional, I get deep as a leviathan
Archie Bell & the Drells, how we tighten up
We talkin' bout practice, Alan Iverson
Since 9 11, profiled as the Taliban
Mayor of Gotham like Galivan with a talisman
Fuck a Batman, we keep shooters
The manager of the building the
Only man we call super
This diamond shit knock you from the Bronx
That's a twofer
Heavily stoned like the whole Tudor (get it?)
From old New York before you could
Have porn on your home computer
Tell me something again like
Chaka Khan and Rufus
That roof your ball to the score
Up like bang like Joe Kupa
You know the rule
Press your bust pipes like Roto Rooter
The blunderbusses that you saw
A lupus size cannon
In your faces where they stick
It like a nice landing
They have you acting with your
Face like Michael Shannon
Whether you see the big
Picture or you micromanage yeah, I got a guy
The one you contact for a proper high
I will not apologize or compromise
Or try to convert your way whether
For title or for Spotify
You talkin' streams I'm talkin' Nile rivers
You say you have a dream but
We got Malcolm in us
We from the real Gotham, we some wild niggas
Livin' my best life: smile bitches
What have I become i was never the quiet one
Been the voice of the people
For my entire run
From 1991, that's when I begun
Professional, I get deep as a leviathan
Archie Bell & the Drells, how we tighten up
We talkin' bout practice, Alan Iverson
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