Talib Kweli, Raekwon - Violations lyrics

Heed the battle call, check the catalog
Flow so crazy it's adderall
With the padded walls
More twisted turns in the body
That's on the baddest broad
These cattle call 'rappers' is weak
My honor matter more
Your whole style stiffer than mannequins
You see at a store
You mannequins are Chante & Kenny
I mean the Latter more
No ping pong and we volleying
With the back and forth
Straight King Kong and the
Trap we blasting off, son

You want Nigerian money
See me in Qatar drunk
Waving the K, I can't fake the funk
Blessed with the belts, flying in the stealth
Jewelry on the neck, diamonds in the Cheals
You know I wrestle with
Pawns, getting my money, we gone
The automatic laying player, we Dons
You can't see us, the new phenoms
I like the Benz zeons
Split your wig like I got three arms
I need a fiancé, at least a Beyoncé
I know my vision beyond
Some other shit, I'm just as meaty as moms
I'm supposed to be on, the greenery gone
I'm still the king of the drama
Put the Ruger down your throat
Eat my Johnson nigga

Way they all in their feelings
What's wrong with niggas
Forgetting silence is still a response
The way the blood paint the wall you
Can tell he really an artist
I get it like Whitey Bulger 'til rapture
Dearly departed

We gon' Lex in, my
Nigga, these are blessings, my nigga
Keep stressing, my nigga, don't stress
Little nigga
Eat a clip, little nigga, niggas trip
Little nigga
Violations we gon' flip, little nigga
We gon' Lex in, my
Nigga, these are blessings, my nigga
Keep stressing, my nigga, don't stress
Little nigga
Eat a clip, little nigga, niggas trip
Little nigga
Violations we gon' flip, little nigga

It's the champion flow, the Jordan
LeBron and Kobe the Obi Wan Kenobi
Of getting that guap-a-mole
We touring overseas
Got her fanning out like a Dakota
I'm trying to get the check
I'm Martina Navratilova
Catch me at the races, gateway at Saratoga
They trying to place my
Face cause we mobbing, we taking over
My niggas keep it pure while you
Cut with the baking soda
These rappers be stretching the truth
Like they taking yoga couch potatoes
Now they made us into a vegetable culture
A result of division like
It's a decimal quotient
Do the math, my nigga, do the math
You'd never settle for less than the
Whole if you knew the half

Ayo, rough as alligator skin
Getting crazy grip
I'm so amazing with words I make a baby spit
Resting in Tibet, wild with the Gillette
Giraffe long goose on, my boots is
Pocket full of coins, producers on set
Niggas with the coupes is on next
The losers gon' step, the users gon' check
We choosing our ninjas, the Jews is on deck
Refuse, that's a debt, pool with the steps
Everybody see us, the tools is all TECs
Anything come through we school, wan' bet?
Fuck you gon' tell us? He knew we on next

They wanna act like they know me
You don't know me nigga
You got the baby boy hustle, you a Jody nigga
You wanna swim with the sharks
I'm Chief Brody killin'
Get your jaw tapped this is raw rap, come on
Yeah

We gon' Lex in, my
Nigga, these are blessings, my nigga
Keep stressing, my nigga, don't stress
Little nigga
Eat a clip, little nigga, niggas trip
Little nigga
Violations we gon' flip, little nigga
We gon' Lex in, my
Nigga, these are blessings, my nigga
Keep stressing, my nigga, don't stress
Little nigga
Eat a clip, little nigga, niggas trip
Little nigga
Violations we gon' flip, little nigga