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Thursday, March 28, 2013

Talib Kweli ft. Freddie Gibbs & Jon Connor - Makes No Sense Lyrics


Real Niggas Say “Church”, 
Catch The Holy Spirit
You Can Hear ‘Em Testify, 
Then I Beat ‘Em With The Curse

This Ain’t Baseball, 
We Don’t Ever Let It Slide
Run Through It Like First, 
The Tek’ll Spray

Then The Pepper Spray 
Like Pesticides And The Crowd Disperse
Somebody On The Floor Is Left To Die, 
That’s How It Go

What You Expect? There’s 
Metal Detectors At The Door
That’s How You Know That We In A Prison
Whether It’s The Club, Or The School, 

Hospital Or The F**king Airport
Take A Trip When I’m On One
Gone In The Head ‘Til The Song’s Done, Shit
You Ain’t Nothin’ But A Blip On The Screen

I Remain The Game For The Long Run, 
Staying At The Forefront
No Blinds – We Getting Sky High
We Changing Time Zones, 

The Hours Fly By
The Europeans, Mixing Weed 
With Their Tobacco For ‘Em
I Got It Locked Like The Scots 

With The Shackles On ‘Em
Slave Psychology, Trade Property 
If You Want Apologies
I’m A King, Not In My Genealogy

Origin Of The Word Etymology
Eye Of The Pyramid Like A Ponzi Scheme
Pull My Collar Up, Cooler Than Fonzie Be
And I Rock, Nigga, Call Me Geology

I’m The Top Nigga, Check The Discography
Real Niggas Say “Church”, Mars, Scent Of God
Fresh Pine Box For You And Your Squad
28 Grams And It Came Out Hard

So I Quite My Job, Got Blessed In The Market
Burnt, Work, Left In The Dirt
Last Year Nigga In The Came, Don’t Perp
Gibbs Be The Nigga With The Pounds And Work

Bet You’ll Probably Be The Next Rap Nigga In A Skirt
Get Brake, Scrape, Put Him In His Place
Price On Your Head, Got A Dub In His Face
All My Dogs Eat Off The Same Plate

Shoot A Nigga, Get A Charge, Get Out The Same Day
And I Know A Nigga Itching To Do Me The Same Way
What Do It Really Matter? We Living The Same Shit
Never Looking Forward To Getting My Brains Lit

But It’ll Probably Be A Nigga I Slang And Hang With
Yeah, Enemies Come With Smiles, But I See Their Disguises
I Done Seen Friends Turn Into Straight Frauds
So The Fake Shit Don’t Surprise Me

In The Lab With A Spoon And A Hot Stove
Most Of Y’all Niggas Couldn’t Survive Me
.38, Young Goon With A Snub-Nosed
Born And Raised On Gangster Alley

I’m Not Giving A F**k, 
Which Means I’m Not Giving In
Enemy Touched, Keeping My Virginity Clutched, 
I’m Not Giving It Up

Spitting Murder, I’m Probably Not Somebody 
You Want To Make An Enemy Of
Every Syllable Is Killing ‘Em, 
Death Is A Minimum

Outcome When You Letting Freddie 
With Machetes In Your Living Room
I’m Living Through The Visuals, 
I’m Giving You Connect With Every Individual

And They’re Just Saying That He’s Lyrical…
No, Nigga, I’m The Realest 
Raised In The Jungle With Gorillas
Ain’t Too Many Heroes And 

There’s Way Too Many Villains
Niggas Goin’ Crazy Over Money, 
Probably Need To Be Committed
They Commited To Seeing These Killings

And Walking Away Like 
They Don’t Know Who Did It
Time Ain’t On Your Side
So Be Happy When 
You See The Other Side Of A Minute

Half-Aware Niggas Witness 
Homicides When They Chilling
Just Another Day In My City 
Just Another Day In Fly City

Gonna Be Funny With Another Nigga’s Money
Better Make Sure A Motherf**ker Die Silly, It Ain’t Pretty
Poverty Done Got To Me, 
No You Can’t Take It Out Of Me

Talk Is Cheap, Motherf**ker, 
It’s Like I Just Hit The Lottery
Got To Be Niggas Spitting 
That Comedy, Not A Nominee

Spitting A Monopoly ‘Til 
I’m Living Like Tommy Lee
Shit Too Real 
And These Niggas Too Fake

It’s My Time 
These Niggas Too Late
My City Too Real 
So I Stay Like That

And We Don’t Give No F**k 
Cause We Was Raised Like That
Gone…


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