Talib Kweli - Uh Oh lyrics

[Intro: Jean Grae] That is great, good for you Okay get out of the way though Thank you, excuse me, excuse me [Hook: Jean Grae] Been a long time, shouldn't have left you Without a dope beat to step to Say uhh, shouldn't have left you Without a dope beat to step to, say Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh C'mon, the word is back Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh Yeah, y'know you heard of that Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh You know the word is back Uh oh, uh oh, uh oh Yes, I know you heard of that [Verse 1: Jean Grae] Psychopath, ride a tricycle in a biker's club Mike Tyson face tatted, addict like it rough Hey scatterbrain, don't get your grey matter punched up Til you're hunched, tucked, talking like you punch drunk One love, two maybe if I'm drunk enough Naked watching three painted ladies do the bump and rub Mean mugging Jean the Heebs call meshugenah Booking her in the Catsk**s like, look at her rap sk**s E-book in the backpack, the nerd in the Rat Pack Jean Martin de Bergerac, you heard of her murder rap Her murder rep, then learn it, confirm it and burn its audio Music for your convertible, use it for burning cardio Don't use it with burners, they'll find me in your stereo And blame me for the murders, lock me up and get me carried off I know I said murder before murder murder, f** it, murder Make it four, insert a learning curve Mine is so high you get vertigo, a**ertive girl, infernal glow Eternally superlative, blindfolded learn to drive At night up on a girder bridge, hurt her no Tyler Durden nerve in this, the boys are back Oh yes the boys in black, the boy's a {Black Star}, rap star Jean a rock star, minus the Pharrell and all the cop cars Rock soft, lock bars with the realest in the spot Really y'all should get on your knees and pray us for our forgiveness, say [Hook] [Verse 2: Talib Kweli] I'm a man of God who asked the Devil for some face time The Shaitan, you never see him coming cause you're faith blind The mainline, Bloods is waving flags like K'Naan The Crips throwing gang signs The Beast in the street bear they teeth like a canine Get low like the ba**line Jean and Kwa think alike like great minds The crown is on my head, what makes you think that you can take mine They know they'll never win but still they racist like a hate crime Run the track like Tyra in Higher Learning We bleeding gasoline so we keeping the fire burning We speeding like Valvoline and we speak for a higher purpose You believe in magazines, I deliver entire sermons You need some Vaseline cause your sh** is dryer than deserts You never fired a weapon in your life so Picturing yourself as a gangster the only way that you shooting My intelligent design is a product of evolution Psychotic, erotic catch phrases just to get at your girl Create solutions for a digital world So baby even when I'm spitting game I'm adding on Rappers going hard, the G.O.A.T I got an acronym for Capricorn Centered And Prepared, Rigorous, Innovative Captivating, Ordinary, Regular, n***a just Growing daily, your chick goin crazy yo Handle her like Chelsea Lately Rocking the fresh kicks like you felt the baby We'll wait til you done being whack We got every hand up from the front to the back If you wondering why dudes is dressing funny in rap They need attention dog, there ain't no more money in rap So if you mixing with GarageBand, videos on the Flip cam I'm a big fan, you got more heart than Bret The Hit Man But sh** damn, it's the pinnacle, gets no better I'm boasting, but still stay humble Never cynical, I'm posting [Hook]