True Master - B.D.K. lyrics

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli] Ain't no half-stepping Bout to bring it to you Bout to give it to you Yo Talib Kweli in the place to be You now rocking with the best BK MC This is how we put it down O four Kweli the great I be the first out this gate I get cake stop that you making a mistake I gives a f** if the label can't get straight I get paid with this mixtape like I flip weight Yo, stay away from those state paid vacations n***a raw like Kane when he played Jason From the generation of crack babies and aids patients I go hard you n***as soft like Clay Aiken Plus you only hard when the camera on Soft like the foundation you standing on rhyme marathon Sort of like when Diddy ran the city f** with us and guns pop out like Janet's titty Yo, I got n***as ready for the main event That's why I'm still around and all those corny n***as came and went Top shotter rocking with Trotter and got the Game on deck Stroll through any hood and get the same respect [Verse 2: Game] Comptons Kool G Rap, black All Stars 10 khakis and a red Blue Jay hat I'm lowridin' on 100 spoke daytons n***a with an attitude like Nas buying j**elry from Jacob I'm don't play that mixtape sh** Say my name and I buck 50 ya face like Miami Haitian I'm gangsta homie, check my verse I'm lyrically Big Daddy Kane in converse And that n***a [?] Boys N The Hood And the city of angels got poisoned by Suge I take the drama, roll it up in a swisher Let Kweli hit it then lower the switches I'm 3 wheelin', through the Wilshire district Thinking how Big and Pac both died by pistols L.A. Times called it the d**h Row conspiracy Run up on my 6-4, i'll take out ya misery [Verse 3: Black Thought] Straight out the frying pan into the game If yall attention is paid no need to mention the name I breathe the fire that can fire back drenching your brain Velvet rope or gold chain its all a lynching the same You in tuned to a world of pain It hurt like new shoes with nothing to lose The world to gain To yall fools to brainiacs high iqs If you feel it ain't banging than it's not my music Can't stagnate the haters can't stop my movement Play this at high volume and get you shocked off stupid Ya kiddin me, here come the taste of ? Tell your people there will be something left to take with em You see me lifting mics I be steady weightlifting I'm zoning out silhouettes get to shapeshifting Watch me force perpetrating like they ain't slippin Kwa we about to hit em up catch another victim [Outro: Xzibit] Yea check this out Let me tell yall n***as something about sh** Cuz motherf**ers try and do it to you everyday Try and sh** on you right? Check this out Don't shake the sh** off Cuz when you shake the sh** off You never know where the sh** is going to land Could land on your girl could land in your food could land on your car Man, let the sh** slide off you homey and hit the ground Cuz when you shake it off you have no idea where it lands Hehe a little public service announcement From your boy X to the motherf**ing Z The left coast is the best coast, keep going yall The best of Talib turn your f**ing radio up