Talib Kweli - Good To You lyrics

[Kweli] + (Al Green) Yea (yeaaah) Come on Uhh Yeah Kweli [Bridge] Yo Yo Ayo my silent moments, loud as the crack of thunder My hunger is like the crocodile that attacks the hunter It ain't commercial or underground, its true cause I (wanna be good to you) [Hook] Call it sk**, call it game, call it glow, call my name Like the lord, all in vain, screaming 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 do like dosey Y'all n***as roll with p**ycats like Josie All spoiled rotten like ghetto groceries yo I clutch the mic like ya grandma clutch her rosary yo Swooping the industry, like a bird to prey My stanzas has got stamina, ya verses lack vertebrae I heard them say I was a conscious rapper But I'm a monster when I hafta smack the sh** out of a nonsense actor Using my 'hands solo' and I don't need chewy Over your head like Yarmulkes and Kufis yo f** the screen gems y'all n***as act in B movies Type of n***as proud to be groupies Followers in the herd running over the cliff I'm the "Buffalo Soldier", smoke ya like a dreadlock rasta Blowing the spliff, loading a clip to spit high Like you holding blow in a stolen whip, rolling the strip Looking to hit cops, now that's a 4 alarm Black queen falling on my arms, you could call it charm Mater fact call it what you want, its up to you bro (wanna be good to you) Yea Yea Yea Chorus (1x) [Verse 2] How many n***as ever been in love' How many n***as really think they thugs And can't think without the drink and d** How many n***as can't get in with hats and sneakers on Say 'f** security' and get inside and keep them on How many n***as think that gats make the weaker strong Can't do for self and wanna snatch the plate you eating on That don't take heart, slave n***a play ya part I'd rather jump over board n***a, face the sharks We stay doing it, later for the conversation Hammers is co*ked and waiting, n***as is not debating We ain't got the patience. You found popping sh** 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 n***as is sensitive, see how they catching feelings It's so hot, the sweat rise and it wet the ceiling Barracuda, Spitkicker n***a that's the crew (wanna be good to you) [Breakdown] Whoo! (yeaahh) Come on Yeah Well alright Yo Yo Yo [Verse 3] n***as be claiming sh**, 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 playing 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 n***as like 'I want you to meet my n***a tone, word Leave me alone like Michael Jackson Or there will be more than bu*terflies 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, thinking you a Big Pun Yo, Kanye this is the big one (wanna be good to you) Me and my n***as having big fun Bridge (1x) Chorus (1x) Come on BK and BX and Q boro and Manhattan and Harlem n***as and Long Island Wanna be good to you you you come on! (wanna be good to you) The whole world rocking Yo the whole world rocking Ayo uhh