LYRICS: Talib Kweli & Styles P – Poets & Gangstas

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Song Title: Poets & Gangstas
Artist: Talib Kweli/Styles P
Record Label: Javotti Media/3D 
Produced By: Nottz
Released: 2017


[Verse 1 – Talib Kweli]

Welcome to the conscious of the nation on hard beats
I rap to my heart beat
Keeping time as my feet hit the concrete
These dark streets blacker than the color of charred beef
The dark meat falling off like the flesh of a zombie
This freedom, that they dangle in front of us like some car keys
Snatch it back and peel out like a car thief
I’m sharper than shark’s teeth
They praying cause the bars is godly
I’m a black star like Marcus Garvey
I’m rocking with Styles P, the ghost
‘Cause most these rappers is mouthy
Firewater got them feening like alkies
The streets need a mouthpiece
My ni**as is just trying to live
No I ain’t talking Sundays on South Beach
I’m talking some days the fridge is empty as the shelves in Bodegas that only sell w**d, coke and cigars with the flavors
As far as the neighbors, we at each others throats for the paper
The government gangster so people put they hope in a savior, nope

[Hook/Chorus]

Now that’s that sh*t that you ain’t know that you need
The gangsters and the poets, yeah we know what it be
Planting these fields of reality, we sowing the seeds
There’s no games like Atari, cause we not playing with ni**as
Now that’s that sh*t that you ain’t know that you need
Grow something, smoke something cause we rolling the trees
I got the ghost as a quarterback, he throw it to me
It’s no games like Serani, cause we not playing with ni**as


[Verse 2 – Styles P]

Wanna chat with ghost f**k a Ouija
Only board you need is the engineer’s
Armageddon and venom here
Lyrical warfare dies if you send ’em here
MC graveyard the lyrical pallbearer (?)
If I’m there I bet you the Lord hear us
Or maybe the angels, maybe a few demons
Channel my ancestors when doing my deep breathing
The light from the darkness giving the mic spark
With deep soul, deep brain wave and an ice heart
Get the w**d in the paper and watch how the flight start but
You should get away if ever the fight start
One love but first blood drawer to get it drawn from me
They gon’ throw the peace sign but bet you they put the horns to me
Yeah I drop science of riding in Orion
On the ride with God but he letting me co-pilot
(?) if you ever to profile him

[Hook/Chorus]

Now that’s that sh*t that you ain’t know that you need
The gangsters and the poets, yeah we know what it be
Planting these fields of reality, we sowing the seeds
There’s no games like Atari, cause we not playing with ni**as
Now that’s that sh*t that you ain’t know that you need
Grow something, smoke something cause we rolling the trees
I got the ghost as a quarterback, he throw it to me
It’s no games like Serani, cause we not playing with ni**as

[Verse 3 – Talib Kweli]

“Ni**as” sell their souls to Mephistopheles
F**k the fourth estate, cause the devil got a monopoly
Egyptology the philosophy, f**k Socrates
How you, possibly stopping me when you flow so sloppily
Rappers, try to copy me just to prove they a man to me
Just a fan to me, standing right under the Kweli canopy
“it’s nice here”
Protected from ego and vanity
These culture vultures claim they like rap but be acting like Sean Hannity understanding me?

[Verse 4 – Styles P]

Architect the anarchy, insanity
Humble but I’m feigning in vanity
Pain bringer to families
That boy is a rapper, he dead
Understanding me?
Protocol call all the pro’s that be flowing
I’ll embarrass them
Rolling down my lane like a bowling ball
No-one know nothing, still in awe, I’m a know-it-all
Know I kill these rappers, f**k if I know ’em y’all
Ghost and Kweli this is MC glowing y’all

[Hook/Chorus]

Now that’s that sh*t that you ain’t know that you need
The gangsters and the poets, yeah we know what it be
Planting these fields of reality, we sowing the seeds
There’s no games like Atari, cause we not playing with ni**as
Now that’s that sh*t that you ain’t know that you need
Grow something, smoke something cause we rolling the trees
I got the ghost as a quarterback, he throw it to me
It’s no games like Serani, cause we not playing with ni**as

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