J Dilla - Search lyrics

Verse: 1 This is for my peoples, lethal with weapon, no sequels Keeping eagle eyes, wise through the waters in which I see through Evil lies within lies, and I demise through rhymes I feed you See these rappers been teasing you, teething too, leavin you sweet tooth I lead you through the vain/vein, like needles through the pain But who's to say the rain couldn't come another day So always be aware, never scared of what's coming next Cause nonetheless, most say they OKAY, with tons of stress We all know THAT guy, that act like an a** of a master mind Pa** him a gla** of wine, sip it fast then has to whine Forreal yo, keep ya head up Get up, reset up instead of being upset and never let up [Hook]: Most say they real n***as, but those ain't real spittas Yo, You gotta look, search. Where? Under, no Hilfiger The real difference in the smarts, when flowing from the heart Starts to feel richer, though the guap ain't there to start Verse: 2 What you gotta do is paint a picture, which is hip hop's most art Im hip hop Mozart, with scripts raw and flows droppin bombs on Libya Reagan or Obama? Well since I'm mixed, sh**, I guess the race is just the karma The drama unfolds as kids get shot and guns sold Alex jones loaths for no control, forgetting drugging tolls, and drive by's Where the hoods thrive, the n***a livin good life at a good price He betta recognize Joey said it best and I preach it like a retweet "Teachers should teach to get smith and wessons off of them streets" please The murder getting worser, reaching its peaking It ain't a sweet thing to see street kings policing Swear yo everyone's a rapper these days Wrappin some haze, and blazin after catching a fade Now that the pa**ion and rage pa**ed, the fashions have changed faster than crashing ya breaks when theres an accident at stake Yo them cats with the cake gotta have it their ways, I'm sent to whop ya Straight snatchin ya change This the underground sound, ya that bottomless pit work In Pittsburgh, n***as spit word... hot as my spliff burn Forreal! Make a hater feel how I feel though. You acting chill, borderline confined as a REAL folk Conform to that contridiction.. my n***a, you a REAL folk? Cannot be real Folk is fiction So you're a weirdo! FOR REAL DOE! Make a deal to seal a profit A label not sh**. Independent hot spit in my conscious I'm not as cautious, but I'm lost in a monstrous nonsense! Why these gods and goddesses gotta get caught in gaza strips!? I'm off of this [Hook]