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lirik lagu talib kweli - where you gonna run

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[intro: jean grae]
he’s back again for the first day
we gonna do this one a little different
jean grae, trying to test the waters with this one
(where you gonna run?)
not far
(where you gonna run?)
where you gonna go? jean…

[verse one: jean grae]
alright, underground climb up, this a new line up
n-ggas fight your way through
if you’re not ready to lose, may i suggest that you let us the f-ck 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 cymbal on them this time, no doubt
let’s go
alright, ten years deep and my tenure’s still deep
my bad i’m sorry i don’t like when phrases repeat
i meant that a decade’s almost p-ssed since baseball was released
and i’m struggling still hustling to eat
i must be built with adamantium skin
while y’all motherf-ckers 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 mean to get loud, no disrepect
but you know the jean is a threat to your checks
n-ggas heart burning no prowl no sec to stop the attack
ya neck back’s gettin hot on every drop on the track
and now i finally got some hate it’s good, let it be known
i’ll still be here after all this sh-t is done said and gone
can’t keep running the same formula, i’m imploring ya
to quit f-cking the game up, before it f-cks all of ya up

[hook]
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 two: talib kweli]
watch these n-ggas 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 n-ggas hard quick fast like tiptonat
diamond cut lyrics so sharp the spit split the gl-ss
your mouth writing a check that you ask and quick to cash
screaming how you quick to shoot don’t even know the screenplay
n-ggas rappin black and white, i rap in shades of jean grae
sick of n-ggas l!cking 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 sh-t’s gamey
like magazines telling lies and starting wars like d-ck chaney
it sucks though they losing they flavor like now and laters
when i bust them n-ggas run for the hills like al queda

[hook]

[verse three: jean grae]
she lacks delivery – really, n-gga?
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 lead i strapped with a razor sharp pencil
that could write but it could stab you rapid
it’s all -ss 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

[hook]

(i think it’s time you gave it up!)


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