Good To You

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Talib Kweli - Rap, USA

Good To You

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[Intro] Yeah, come on Uh (Yeah), aight (Kweli, '02) Yo, yo [Pre-Chorus] Ayo, my silent moments, loud as the crack of thunder My hunger like the crocodile that attacks the hunter It ain't commercial or underground, it's true 'cause I— (Wanna be good to you) [Chorus] Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name Like the lord, all in vain, screamin' like you all in pain Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vein 'cause— (Wanna be good to you) [Verse 1] We make the squares dance, and get the dough like dosey Y'all niggas roll with pussycats like Josie All spoiled rotten like ghetto groceries, yo I clutch the mic like ya grandma clutch her rosary, yo Swoop in the industry, like a bird to prey My stanzas got stamina, ya verses lack vertebrae I heard them say I was a conscious rapper But I'm a monster when I have to smack the shit out of a nonsense actor Using my hands solo and I don't need Chewy Over your head like Yarmulkes and Kufis, yo I write screen gems, y'all niggas act in B movies Type of niggas proud to be groupies Followers in the herd runnin' over the cliff I'm the "Buffalo Soldier", smoke ya like a dreadlock rasta Blowin' the spliff, loadin' a clip to spit high Like you holdin' blow in a stolen whip, rolling the strip Looking to hit cops, now that's a four alarm Black queen fallin' on my arms, you could call it charm Matter fact, call it what you want, it's up to you, bruh (Wanna be good to you) Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name Like the lord, all in vain, screamin' like you all in pain Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vein 'cause— (Wanna be good to you) [Verse 2] How many niggas ever been in love? How many niggas really think they thugs? And can't think without the drink and drugs How many niggas can't get in with hats and sneakers on? Say "Fuck security" and get inside and keep them on How many niggas think that gats make the weaker strong? Can't do for self and wanna snatch the plate you eatin' on That don't take heart, slave nigga, play ya part I'd rather jump overboard, nigga, face the sharks We stay doin' it, later for the conversation Hammers is cocked and waitin', niggas is not debating We ain't got the patience. You found poppin' shit Come in to town just to run you down like poppa ditch And dig a proper ditch, you lying like a politician Your proposition meets opposition like contradictions Get out my house, you ain't no real Representative I make it happen, you ain't official, you tentative Niggas is sensitive, see how they catchin' feelings It's so hot, the sweat rise and it wet the ceiling Barracuda, Spitkicker nigga that's the crew (Wanna be good to you) [Chorus] Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name Like the lord, all in vain, screamin' like you all in pain Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vein 'cause— (Wanna be good to you) [Break] Woo (Come on) Yeah Well alright Yo, yo, yo [Verse 3] Niggas be claiming shit, find a gangsta movie Put they name in it, biting like there ain't no shame in it You the hardest on the beat, I'm the fire that you playin' with You a artist from the street, I'll give you the blood to paint it with So yeah, I'm positive, I'm positive I'm the best Spit bullets to split ya vest and deposit them in ya chest Dark is the flesh on my bones, calling Brooklyn home Hang up on niggas like '"I want you to meet my nigga tone", word Leave me alone like Michael Jackson Or there will be more than butterflies in your stomach Waiting to see what happens You see me out, know that my crew is flawless So-called gangstas need more security than the Rawkus office Yo, I thought you bust ya gun You just a big joke, thinkin' you a Big Pun Yo, Kanye, this is the big one (Wanna be good to you) Me and my niggas havin' big fun [Pre-Chorus] Ayo, my silent moments, loud as the crack of thunder My hunger like the crocodile that attacks the hunter It ain't commercial or underground, it's true 'cause I— (Wanna be good to you) [Chorus] Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name Like the lord, all in vain, screamin' like you all in pain Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vein 'cause— (Wanna be good to you) [Outro] Come on BK and (Yeah) BX and (Come on) Q borough and (Yeah) Manhattan and (Come on) Harlem niggas and (Yeah) Long Island (Yeah) (Wanna be good to you) The whole world rockin' The whole world rockin' I know them people watchin' (Wanna be good to you)

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Credits

Writers
  • Talib Kweli
  • Kanye West
  • Al Green