Talib Kweli - Every Ghetto lyrics
rate me(Prod. By Hi-Tek)
Ft. Rapsody
(Intro: Talib Kweli)
So I roll down the window
I see gun store, gun store, liquor store, gun store
I'm like where are ya taking me?
Shout out Dave Chappelle
(Hook: Talib Kweli)
We bout to live it up
We bout to give it up
We bout to twist it up
The starting salary, it's hard reality
Find solidarity
We got our leaders too but do they leave us?
Or they lead us and they see it thru'?
Yeah, we packing precious metals
Our shit is next level
We raise the grat level!
(Verse: Talib Kweli)
Every ghetto, every city, like Mizil
They way too used to the missed meals
How to concentrate, how to sit still (what you doin'?)
Murder rate permanent place in the top ten
We live here, these hipsters drop in
Ya hear the barrels cocking
They say consciousness mean we ain't rugged
Until ya get beat within an inch of it
Self made dudes don't get discovered
They acting like I owe 'em sumething
Homie I don't owe ya nothing, yo beef
It's way too early in the morning for the hate
Ya ain't brush yo teeth yet and yo toast ain't buttered
Perfect storm and the coast is flooded
Most discovered and my flow got 'em open
Poses sound like yo girl fit stuttered
(Man, I'm going too fast, let me slow down)
(Hook)
I'm good walking in every ghetto around the world
The hood often embrace ya when ya profound wit words
I say the stuff they relate to, I keep it down to Earth
Otha rappers sound like they hate ya, they sound absurd
When they walk thru' the ghetto, they get their chain snatched
They got to talk to the ghetto to get their chain back
It's like an open air prison and it remain packed
Nothing but straight facts and straight rap
(Verse 2: Rapsody)
Any vibe fo' the people by the people
Ya-ya, giddy up, who got the juice now?
Snatch it out yo kitty's cups and shit done gave us water down
This one fo' Basky Eye, they be brushing wit death, uh
Is this the art of war for cops? We double-dutching ducking shots
Every home ain't got a pop, every man ain't selling rocks
A different way to live here, different from switching bars
They pray that we switch our cars
To a fiend from a metaphor, worldstar, Worldstar
Lot of luv and this life hard
Got us praying like 'oh God'
Illegally thievery think it's stealin' off easily
Frustrated, we hate it, yeah!
That's why we scream out nigga we made it
It's an odd future they ain't know we was also creators
Sumething from nothin'
Was told kings walk with men, you fronting
For the people, by the people but them ova money
I'm on my Valiant Davis, yeah, working for justice
How ya get away wit murder? Be a cop and just kill this mook
How we supposed to not catch feelings?
Innocent lives, boy we got kids in these buildings
I'm on my Viola Davis, call it defense
For all the drama they gave us, from spitting Chandra rhymes wit
Too high for ya like ganja, that's the shine I rhyme wit
Ya still blacker than Hamptons, still black and be rich
Spread luving just the Brooklyn way, it's universal
360 and the 9 lives, whoa
(Hook)
