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Talib Kweli feat. Jean Grae - Where ya gonna run? this song is from the 2005 mixtape "Right about now"
Lyrics:
[Jean:] he's back (More) this song is from the 2005 mixtape "Right about now"
Lyrics:
[Jean:] he's back again for the first day
We gonna do this one a little different. tryna test the waters
(where you gonna run)
[Jean:] not far
(where you gonna run)
[Jean:] where you gonna go
[Verse 1: Jean Grae]
I write underground climb up, this a new line up
Niggaz fight your way through
If you're not ready to lose may I suggest that you let us the fuck through
Everybody clap your hands now, tear the walls down
Dance like Rudy Huxtable scoring a touchdown, you know
Hands in the air, knees in, knees out
Drop a little symbol on them this time, no doubt, let's go
I write ten years deep and tenure's still deep
My bad I'm sorry I don't like when phrases repeat
I meant for the decades almost passed and spaceball was the least
And I'm struggling still hustle to eat
I must be built with Adam and Eve skin
While y'all motherfuckers where you flushed in
With your heart poking through on your arm stupid
Drop more bombs than on Saddam's house unarmed
My mouth's a weapon I shout like Armguard steppin'
Didn't need to get loud, no disrepect
But you know the Jean is threat to your checks
Niggas heart burning no prowl though sec to stop the attack
Ya neck back's gettin hot on every drop on the track
And now I finally got some heat is good, let it be known
I'll still be here after all this shit is done said and gone
Can't keep running the same formula, I'm imploring ya
To quit fucking the game up, before it fucks all of ya up
[Chorus:]
Where you gonna run
Where you gonna run
Where you gonna ruuuuuun
Where you gonna ruuuuuun
Where you gonna hide
Where you gonna ruuuuuun
Where you gonna ruuuuuun
(Kweli)
Yeah come on, yeah come on
[Verse 2: Talib Kweli]
Watch these niggas start to run soon as I hit the track
What get the sack, eyes low like Friskin' cat
My flow get cap throw they gun like official Nas
I'm draftin you niggas hard quick fast like tiptonat
Diamond cut lyrics so sharp the spit split the glass
Your mouth writing a check that you ask and quick to cash
Screaming how you quick to shoot don't even know the screenplay
Niggas rappin black and white and rappers shakin' Jean Grae
Sick of niggas licking boots I pick and choose my battles when I spit the truth it's hot
Let the pride and move the cattle
Y'all don't really want no beef, that's too real you want veal
You baby sheep hanging in the air and tend to raffle me
Me? I don't like the taste this shit's gamey
Like magazines telling lies and Star Wars like Dick Chaney
It sucks though they losing they flavor like Now and Laters
When I bust them niggas run for the hills like Al Queda
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Jean Grae]
She lacks delivery, really, nigga I pack rap symmetry and send it to ya dorm
Why y'all iggin' me for sure
Jean is synonymous to chivalry
Open doors but I step through first
Test the waters and I pee in them got no network
But now everyone's a rapper and everyone'll shoot you dead
Only led I strapped with a razor sharp pencil that could write but it could stab you rapid
It's all ass backwards, you're all mall performers, actors
What tho?, come on let's race to where the cash is
Get mauled like Roy the alter boy
I'll jet through you like a Jet through flight, I'm unemployed
You still cared to touch me, I gotta keeps the rap level
You face screwed ugly
I'm chasing all you club bunnies
And racing you tackle you down
Take your money with your chest on the ground
I know it's foul, what you gonna do now
[Chorus]
(I think it's time you gave it up!) (Less)
Nuclear Hip-Hop - Talib Kweli, MF Doom, Mr. Lif [Donte] Unorthodox, out of proportion Slop, nuclear hip-hop Tell the feds I'ma hidden (More) [Donte] Unorthodox, out of proportion Slop, nuclear hip-hop Tell the feds I'ma hidden underground warhead And when we go to Armageddon, I'll leave more dead You can kill what's killed, innocent ain't guilt I feel like pissin on your bed on that american quilt Keep my head at the tilt, ten is not what you spilt The kids still can believe these pyramids I built How Niagara Falls, what time death calls I shoot the gift and I'm still like a myth to y'all Pitfall, get on your knees and crawl Through the leaves, as steady, as he goes Y'all ain't ready for these flows Graphic, 3-D-O's lyrically CD's pose With the flash out your nose, like some fresh kilos I devour, your energy feild like powder Meteor shower slayin, decayin meteor power [Talib Kweli] I fly in, in the decked of the deckedets My presense be evacuate, in the presidents residence They never seen evidence of somethin like this Ever since the big bang theory And that's just a theory, hear me Fallout shelters, and the heat swelters Main book me a flight on Delta (You's a flight outta town) I seen the plan as clear as an Azima They got the CIA, the NAS, FBI, and FEMA Darsika you and the baby stay with Cheryl While I find an underground spot, I know of several I'm comin of age, and my special powers are showin Babylonian towers is blowin away in the wind I clense like showers, the sins from men They bugged everyone of my kin, I'm not sure what's happenin [Chorus] 2x Nuclear hip-hop, non-stop (non-stop) Non-stop, non stop... (Continue to rock unorthodox) [Talib Kweli] They sayin the rhymes that I write is unforgetable And the styles I bust, is to mysteriously luxurious and lushious Like shots to the vein, the high rushes Straight to your brain, your focus is in my clutches As much as you pretend somethin such as your end Won't happen for awhile, you are livin in denial You were born, from liberated moms abscorn My family's torn, I'm the third eye of this hip-hop storm In my energy feild, phony men'll be killed Some of my files top secret, with the government seal Now they own us, cuz they want us, to be goners This is the time, who is the warner? We been preparing our techs in the van And Rampage is steering, let's make this jam Doing backwards changes moods on the land [Main Flo] My land survives plans like a stand Nuclear like 1945 in Japan I foreign aid my conflicts with porn raids When my snoring days were roaring like soaring grenades My average plot, took me to established spots Ravage docks, take control like Tavey Stocks Just mind control torque aight Wanna break with contacts, with mental cord, jackin four right I'll make you cough more {*coughs*} With long term effects just like the Gulf War Not purse Benon, but I sensed the charge For war in the east, when I lynched the guards Teams flips, money's king, assassination teams was clean Like Gipsapp ravines Regime caps, Korean gaps, was freein blacks A way out, had me seein traps [Donte] Yea, so I came in the forms of migraines And torn by brain fly crane style, I drain Habec pals Poppin all se-niles, with these for being foul Man enough to carry cuffs, man enough to stand trial You feel guilty by association When I capture your mind, then the rest'll motivate ya My brain is a weapon strong enough to hold a nation While balancing, galaxies and planets You can't understand it, while you out in seas stranded Visualize, infinite individual eyes When they realize the way we make the spiritual riiiissseee [Chorus] [Talib Kweli] Non stop.. (Less)
talib kweli - go with us.mp3 
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