Talib Kweli - Overtime lyrics

[Intro: Talib Kweli] Oh yes, it's the BK MC, M-CEO, Talib Kweli One time for [?] media and the whole crew Two times for [?] of the Coach Three times for Indy 500 Four and five times for 'Is on the beats Now walk it out... [Verse 1: Talib Kweli] Yeah! Now every time I start showing up All that f** boy sh** starts slowin' up And every time I get to showing out People stop talking about sh** that they don't know about It's about time you start throwing up Ya'll people don't spit it you vomit it like you're throwing it up And every time you run your motor mouth I'mma call you a s**er, that's how you goin' out School of hard knocks, but I graduated with honors The industry is sleeping I travel in my pajamas I'm somewhere in between a person f**ing up the commas And a person who rhymes sound like they belong in the bottom of Dr. Brahners You people are off [?] Style is not designer, kinda rhyming sound like A and R mountain climbing You get touched for the very first time like a virgin No Madonna, you need security like Lynus needs a blanket. You'll never make it... I'm out to find a better way for us to get it great, levitate, sitting Indian style ready to meditate, regulate, I never hesitate, I'm finna set it straight. There's rules to this sh**, ya'll people make me wanna legislate The raps spitting course cataclysms, the words back for activism, so acting like a b**h that was a bad decision You played your self like Activision, better ask forgiveness People so wack it's ridiculous That sh** is bad for business Close up shop! [Intro: Issa] Peace to the GOAT Talib Kweli And to the GOAT Dave Chappelle and Village Family Torch, let's do it! [Verse 2: Issa] Burying my enemies, when I'm flowing on tracks Like Jesse Owens, crushing the myth of Aryan supremacy What I'm carrying mentally is in fact so scary That it might offend the very things bringing America misery My chariot is mentally used to carry me through the heavens Dropping lightening bolts on Luciferian entities Preparing to potentially sign a prenuptial agreement before they try marry me to this industry I'm destined to become what these scary people pretend to be Esoteric knowledge libraries all in my memory Books all f**ing day no mental penitentiary Insults and compliments mean the same thing to me Cause I came from the bottom to the top Skin black so I gotta deal with the cops Deal with the poverty, deal with the block Convertible coup we don't deal with the top (Nah!) King Issa, that's who the f** I am Pharaoh in the flesh, I cannot, and I must have been Sent from the gods to be among beasts from dusty lands Remove your shoes and cleanse your body before you touch my hand I'm the new kid on the block, I vote, with the [?], when he cross [?] it's my show Every day I go outside look up watch the sky grow ask my soul where is my roof? [Outro: Issa] It's overtime, it's overtime, V's up, b**h