Talib Kweli, Kanye West, Consequence, Common - Wack Niggaz, Pt. 2 lyrics

Yeah yolet me, let me, let me
Let me tell you why - why
This niggawhy we dedicated this song
To this kind of nigga cuz number one
Duke is drivin' in the motherfuckin' projects
With a - with a Sebring
And with - with a rag off
Y'na'mean? Y you not ballin'
Like that play-boy straight up
Then the bitch you got playin' shotgun
Like, I used to serve that bitch, c'mon
Really really good
I mean and you gotta shirt and tie
You wack ass nigga

Wack niggasi don't even like to be around 'em
Give 'em dap or pound 'em
See 'em out, they houndin' dawg
Sayin' they got tracks for me to get down on
Sayin' they hot when that shit
Don't even sound warm
Nigga I'm nasty, my style is sound porn
The graphic, exposin' wack asses
I emcee as free as Ol' Dirty Bastard
You think you Catholic tryin' to
Appeal to the masses
The Cassius Clay of rap today
Rock a beard like Castaway
You couldn't be dope for even half a day
We keep it hot like it's after May
Smoke a nigga then I pass to K

The pastor say we goin' to mass today
We have to pray, these niggas is wack 'n' eh
I have to say, since Pac passed away
Most these niggas don't even deserve
A track from me first of all let's get rid
Of them Louis Vuitton boots
And get yo tall ass out that C Class coupe
Y'see the whiskay had them
Girls feelin' friskay you was with mey
She said "Who's the sissay?"
And even if they did wanna get bizzay
Freaky like Missay and roll the weed up
You would roll three blunts and
Fuck up three blunts
Motherfucka you would fuck up a free lunch
Dawg just keep it right thurr like Chingay
Yo girl don't like me how
Long has shee been gay
Spanish girls tell ya "No hable ingle"
And everbody wanna run to me for they single
It's funny how these wack niggas need my help
Wasn't around when I couldn't feed myself
Dawg, if I was you I wouldn't feel myself
Dawg, if I was you I'd kill myself

(Wack nigga) Wake up in the morning dawg
And you a
(Wack nigga) I'd kill myself if I was that
(Wack nigga) Everything you wear and rock
Is just (Wack nigga) Even if you
Flossin' rocks you still
(Wack nigga) You can't do it dawg, you's a
(Wack nigga) Bitin' ass, bitch ass, trick ass
(Wack nigga) Even your daughter says
"My daddy's a - "
(Wack nigga - You wack nigga)

You know you wack when ya dawgs tell you
That's how you know ya flow is weak
Cuz you only got them there
To 'Say Yes' like Floetry
The clique that I oversee ain't
Impressed by ya poetry
You're the place you're supposed to be
You ain't ain't comin' close to me
It ain't that you underrated
It's more that you're under dated
And mediocre at best is all
The hoes you've ever dated
For all your guest appearances
You couldn't get the clearances
For them it's just a check they
Don't respect you as a lyricist
Look at what ya lyrics is, Murder, Death
Kill but you never shot nothin', never have
Never will better add on to ya skills before
You join this round robin
Of super emcees that'll add to ya problems

In the beginnin'
God created man in his own image
I'm 'bout to tell you how
The story gon' finish
Kweli handle his business
Niggas don't forget it
Cause a wiseman can choose to
Get ignorant with it
Na'mean - you all can get it
I'm conisdered the nicest
The way I spit it give
These niggas all identity crisis
All day talkin' that shit like
"You hold a gat, right?"
The trip you on must be short cause
You pack light - act right
You got it twisted
Tellin' niggas that you pack heat
You ain't gunning now
You runnin' like an athlete
You ballas need to quit
Rhymin' like Allen Ive
Start speakin' Nuwaubian and
Followin' Malachi or anything but rhyme
You need to sell drugs for real
Instead of on the radio
You'd be dead or in jail
All these thug niggas wanna rap
And all these rap niggas wanna thug
And all ya'll fuckin' the game up
It's time to change up
My lyrics rip ya frame up
Askin' if I'm nice like fuckin' with a chick
Who don't give head - that's a no-brainer
Niggas back bangers you don't even
Know the names of
I'mma bout to meet my quota
You about to meet ya Saviour
You wack nigga, you about to get shot
Fuck with Talib Kweli
That's how you get got boy!
Not that I'm wildin' or even promote violence
It's just you're fuckin' up my high
Can a nigga smoke in silence?!