Pete Rock - Stay Around lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen Kweli! [Hook] Won't you stay around with me?... And please say the rhyme Cause these rappers think that I'm In love with your state of mind Cause you a favorite of mine And I know you on your grind I don't want to waste your time But baby won't you stay around with me?... And let my love (and let my love) And let my love [Verse 1] Kweli you should rap about this, you should rap about that Any more suggestions? You in the back, yeah you You should rap more on beat, you should rap more street And never ever get your mack on please, how bout you? I like the way you're melodic, it's cause you capture hypnotic Portraits and seem to make the average exotic Kweli you nice, I know you getting some love, but you can't spit like a thug And you a blow, you make a hit for the club, word I don't like your voice, I don't like your choice of beats It sounds like it's forced, and what was up with "Back Up Offa Me"? I ain't like that, now you should get with Hi-Tek Now he got nice tracks, them other dudes is type wack Yeah, people keeping it coming, I keep it bubbling Like the heat from oven boiling the water and the hate So they light my fire... I got a mic empire, my own label I had to Emancipate Mimi like Mariah... At some point I might retire, on some bullsh** My legacy, horsesh** like Mariah's... Illest flow found in the game, soothing like the sound of the rain It's the dude profound with the fame, I refusing to be sounding the same Keeping the verses, deleting the curses, defeating the purpose When the people go on strike, I'm in the street with the workers Speaking the words from a pulpit like the preachers at churches Raise my hand, all the teachers get nervous Cause they know I air them out And they ain't even really gotta hear me out Keep it dirty like Pigpen, voice in the warrior's head like Lynne Thigpen Clocking like Big Ben, old school slang still find a way to innovate Pete Rock got em feeling great, the ladies say [Hook] Won't you stay around with me?... And please say the rhyme Cause these rappers think that I'm In love with your state of mind Cause you a favorite of mine And I know you on your grind I don't want to waste your time But baby won't you stay around with me?... And let my love (and let my love) And let my love [Verse 2] Light the tip of the L, this heavyweight rap tipping the scale And we never let the system prevail, real picturesque, missing the sale Never that, it's forbidden like Afghani sisters lifting the veil I'm still leading the pack, these cats lacking Just because you be having a dragon don't mean you got the fire... It ain't nothing to play with, it's sacred My pen is the paintbrush, and dipping in paint plus Truth, love, joy, anger, hatred and anguish That's the spectrum of colors I paint with I don't feast at the banquet cause freedom is the set that I bang with Listen the conditions in my Slum Village is Tainted I grew through the pavement, like the flower the girl drew in the paper The sky bluer and the obvious save you The rules of engagement that they use, attitudes of a slave Man got me stressed out losing my patience The moves that I'm making across waters Through contraband that I'm taking across borders Information never lost in translation Too many new words to be learned, I'm spitting fire giving third degree burns Giving them heat stroke, hotter than rocking a peacote At Venice Beach though, all these rappers soup like miso, we go Back in the days like reminiscing with Pete yo Ladies welcome to the Kweli show She goes... [Hook] Won't you stay around with me?... And please say the rhyme Cause these rappers think that I'm In love with your state of mind Cause you a favorite of mine And I know you on your grind I don't want to waste your time But baby won't you stay around with me?... And let my love (and let my love) And let my love [Outro] Ladies and Gentleman, its Talib Kweli Yeah, this Ear Drum y'all B-B-B-B-Banging on your ear drum We got the incredible Pete Rock on the track like... I like that, I like that I want to give an extra big shout to my man Dave Dart Holding me down as always and as usual And his new born son, Cannon, brand new to the world He's now down with Blacksmith, Blacksmith is the movement Jean Grae, Strong Arm Steady gang, Talib Kweli It's what it is, yeah