Good To You - Album Version (Explicit) Lyrics
| Song | Good To You - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Talib Kweli |
| Album | Quality |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Yeah(Yeah) | |
| Come onUhh | |
| YeahKweliYo, 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, it's true 'cause | |
| I(Wanna be good to you) | |
| Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name | |
| Like the Lord, all in vein, screaming like you all in pain | |
| Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vain 'cause(Wanna be good to you) | |
| We make the squares dance, and get the do like do, si | |
| Y'all niggas roll with pussy-cats like | |
| JosieAll spoiled rotten like ghetto groceries yo | |
| I clutch the mic like ya grandma clutch her rosary yo | |
| Swooping the industry, like a bird of prey | |
| My stanzas 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 shit out of a novice actor | |
| Using my 'hands solo' and | |
| I don't need chewy | |
| Over your head like | |
| Yamakas and | |
| Koofies yo | |
| I write screen gems ya'll niggas act in | |
| B-moviesType of niggas proud to be groupies | |
| Followers in the herd running over the cliff, | |
| I'm theBuffalo soldier, smoke ya like a | |
| Dred Loc 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) | |
| YeahYeahYeah | |
| Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name | |
| Like the Lord, all in vein, screaming like you all in pain | |
| Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vain 'cause(Wanna be good to you) | |
| How many niggas ever been in love? | |
| How many niggas really think they thugs | |
| And can't think without the drink and drugs | |
| How many niggas can't get in with hats and sneakers on? | |
| Say, “**** security” and get inside and keep them on | |
| How many niggas 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, nigga play ya part | |
| I'd rather jump over board nigga, face the sharks | |
| We stay doing it, later for the conversation | |
| Hammers is cocked and waiting, niggas is not debating | |
| We ain't got the patience | |
| You found popping shit | |
| 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 | |
| Niggas is sensitive, see how they catching feelings | |
| It's so hot, the sweat rise and it wet the ceiling | |
| Barracuda, | |
| Spit kicker nigga that's the crew(Wanna be good to you) | |
| Whoo(Yeah) | |
| Come onYeah | |
| Low rideYo, yo, yo | |
| Niggas be claiming shit, 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 niggas like, “ | |
| I want you to meet my nigga tone, word” | |
| Leave me alone like | |
| Michael Jackson | |
| Or there will be more than butterflies in your stomachwaiting 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 PunYo, | |
| Kanye this is the big one(Wanna be good to you) | |
| Me and my niggas having big fun | |
| 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, it's true 'cause | |
| I(Wanna be good to you) | |
| Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name | |
| Like the Lord, all in vein, screaming like you all in pain | |
| Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vain 'cause(Wanna be good to you) | |
| Come onBK and, | |
| BX andQ Boro and | |
| Manhattan and | |
| Harlem niggas and long | |
| IslandWanna be good to you you, you come on(Wanna be good to you) | |
| The whole world rocking | |
| Yo the whole world rocking | |
| Ayo uhh |
| Yeah Yeah | |
| Come onUhh | |
| YeahKweliYo, 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, it' s true ' cause | |
| I Wanna be good to you | |
| Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name | |
| Like the Lord, all in vein, screaming like you all in pain | |
| Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vain ' cause Wanna be good to you | |
| We make the squares dance, and get the do like do, si | |
| Y' all niggas roll with pussycats like | |
| JosieAll spoiled rotten like ghetto groceries yo | |
| I clutch the mic like ya grandma clutch her rosary yo | |
| Swooping the industry, like a bird of prey | |
| My stanzas 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 shit out of a novice actor | |
| Using my ' hands solo' and | |
| I don' t need chewy | |
| Over your head like | |
| Yamakas and | |
| Koofies yo | |
| I write screen gems ya' ll niggas act in | |
| BmoviesType of niggas proud to be groupies | |
| Followers in the herd running over the cliff, | |
| I' m theBuffalo soldier, smoke ya like a | |
| Dred Loc 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 | |
| YeahYeahYeah | |
| Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name | |
| Like the Lord, all in vein, screaming like you all in pain | |
| Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vain ' cause Wanna be good to you | |
| How many niggas ever been in love? | |
| How many niggas really think they thugs | |
| And can' t think without the drink and drugs | |
| How many niggas can' t get in with hats and sneakers on? | |
| Say, " security" and get inside and keep them on | |
| How many niggas 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, nigga play ya part | |
| I' d rather jump over board nigga, face the sharks | |
| We stay doing it, later for the conversation | |
| Hammers is cocked and waiting, niggas is not debating | |
| We ain' t got the patience | |
| You found popping shit | |
| 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 | |
| Niggas is sensitive, see how they catching feelings | |
| It' s so hot, the sweat rise and it wet the ceiling | |
| Barracuda, | |
| Spit kicker nigga that' s the crew Wanna be good to you | |
| Whoo Yeah | |
| Come onYeah | |
| Low rideYo, yo, yo | |
| Niggas be claiming shit, 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 niggas like, " | |
| I want you to meet my nigga tone, word" | |
| Leave me alone like | |
| Michael Jackson | |
| Or there will be more than butterflies in your stomachwaiting 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 PunYo, | |
| Kanye this is the big one Wanna be good to you | |
| Me and my niggas having big fun | |
| 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, it' s true ' cause | |
| I Wanna be good to you | |
| Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name | |
| Like the Lord, all in vein, screaming like you all in pain | |
| Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vain ' cause Wanna be good to you | |
| Come onBK and, | |
| BX andQ Boro and | |
| Manhattan and | |
| Harlem niggas and long | |
| IslandWanna be good to you you, you come on Wanna be good to you | |
| The whole world rocking | |
| Yo the whole world rocking | |
| Ayo uhh |
| Yeah Yeah | |
| Come onUhh | |
| YeahKweliYo, 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, it' s true ' cause | |
| I Wanna be good to you | |
| Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name | |
| Like the Lord, all in vein, screaming like you all in pain | |
| Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vain ' cause Wanna be good to you | |
| We make the squares dance, and get the do like do, si | |
| Y' all niggas roll with pussycats like | |
| JosieAll spoiled rotten like ghetto groceries yo | |
| I clutch the mic like ya grandma clutch her rosary yo | |
| Swooping the industry, like a bird of prey | |
| My stanzas 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 shit out of a novice actor | |
| Using my ' hands solo' and | |
| I don' t need chewy | |
| Over your head like | |
| Yamakas and | |
| Koofies yo | |
| I write screen gems ya' ll niggas act in | |
| BmoviesType of niggas proud to be groupies | |
| Followers in the herd running over the cliff, | |
| I' m theBuffalo soldier, smoke ya like a | |
| Dred Loc 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 | |
| YeahYeahYeah | |
| Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name | |
| Like the Lord, all in vein, screaming like you all in pain | |
| Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vain ' cause Wanna be good to you | |
| How many niggas ever been in love? | |
| How many niggas really think they thugs | |
| And can' t think without the drink and drugs | |
| How many niggas can' t get in with hats and sneakers on? | |
| Say, " security" and get inside and keep them on | |
| How many niggas 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, nigga play ya part | |
| I' d rather jump over board nigga, face the sharks | |
| We stay doing it, later for the conversation | |
| Hammers is cocked and waiting, niggas is not debating | |
| We ain' t got the patience | |
| You found popping shit | |
| 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 | |
| Niggas is sensitive, see how they catching feelings | |
| It' s so hot, the sweat rise and it wet the ceiling | |
| Barracuda, | |
| Spit kicker nigga that' s the crew Wanna be good to you | |
| Whoo Yeah | |
| Come onYeah | |
| Low rideYo, yo, yo | |
| Niggas be claiming shit, 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 niggas like, " | |
| I want you to meet my nigga tone, word" | |
| Leave me alone like | |
| Michael Jackson | |
| Or there will be more than butterflies in your stomachwaiting 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 PunYo, | |
| Kanye this is the big one Wanna be good to you | |
| Me and my niggas having big fun | |
| 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, it' s true ' cause | |
| I Wanna be good to you | |
| Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name | |
| Like the Lord, all in vein, screaming like you all in pain | |
| Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vain ' cause Wanna be good to you | |
| Come onBK and, | |
| BX andQ Boro and | |
| Manhattan and | |
| Harlem niggas and long | |
| IslandWanna be good to you you, you come on Wanna be good to you | |
| The whole world rocking | |
| Yo the whole world rocking | |
| Ayo uhh |
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