Issa Ali, Talib Kweli - Overtime lyrics

Oh, yes, it's the BK MC, M-CEO, Talib Kweli
One time for media and the whole crew
Two times for of the Coach
Three times for Indy 500
Four and five times for 'Is on the beats
Now walk it out

Yeah! Now every time I start showing up
All that fuck boy shit starts slowin' up
And every time I get to showing out
People stop talking about shit that
They don't know about

It's about time you start throwing up
Ya'll people don't spit it you vomit
It like you're throwing it up
And every time you run your motor mouth
I'mma call you a sucker
That's how you goin' out

School of hard knocks
But I graduated with honors
The industry is sleeping I
Travel in my pajamas
I'm somewhere in between a person
Fucking up the commas
And a person who rhymes sound like they
Belong in the bottom of Dr brahners

You people are off style is not designer
Kinda rhyming sound like A
And R mountain climbing
You get touched for the very
First time like a virgin no Madonna
You need security like Lynus needs a
Blanket you'll never make it

I'm out to find a better way for
Us to get it great, levitate
Sitting Indian style ready
To meditate, regulate, I never hesitate
I'm finna set
It straight there's rules to this shit
Ya'll people make me wanna legislate

The raps spitting course cataclysms, the
Words back for activism
So acting like a bitch that
Was a bad decision
You played your self like Activision
Better ask forgiveness
People so wack it's ridiculous
That shit is bad for business

Close up shop!

Peace to the GOAT Talib Kweli
And to the GOAT Dave
Chappelle and Village Family
Torch, let's do it!

Burying my enemies
When I'm flowing on tracks like Jesse Owens
Crushing the myth of Aryan supremacy
What I'm carrying mentally is
In fact so scary
That it might offend the very
Things bringing America misery

My chariot is mentally used to
Carry me through the heavens
Dropping lightening bolts on
Luciferian entities
Preparing to potentially sign a
Prenuptial agreement before
They try marry me to this industry

I'm destined to become what these
Scary people pretend to be
Esoteric knowledge libraries all in my memory
Books all fucking day no mental penitentiary
Insults and compliments mean the
Same thing to me

Cause, I came from the bottom to the top
Skin black so I gotta deal with the cops
Deal with the poverty, deal with the block
Convertible coup we don't deal with the top

(Nah)

King Issa, that's who the fuck I am
Pharaoh in the flesh, I cannot
And I must have been
Sent from the gods to be
Among beasts from dusty lands
Remove your shoes and cleanse your body
Before you touch my hand

I'm the new kid on the
Block, I vote, with the
When he cross it's my show
Every day I go outside look up watch the sky
Grow ask my soul where is my roof?

It's overtime, it's overtime, V's up, bitch