Talib Kweli - Roll Off Me lyrics
[Intro:] Yeah, back in effect, let's go Ahem, aiyyo, e'rybody goes through feelin like the walls is closin in on you and you just stress the hell out (yeah they do) And you feel like you gon' explode, youknow'msayin? (uh-huh) This right here is for, all y'all to know that I know what y'all goin through man (yeah, yeah) I feel it myself (yeah, yeah I do) I could relate, yeah turn this one up Sometimes life make you wanna attack and go off G You wanna step back and I let it roll off me Brooklyn, New York B, ain't nothin soft G Yeah I get stressed but I let it roll off me Flirtin with the fame but I let it roll off me They love it when I'm losin but I let it roll off me Dirt on my name but I let it roll off me Always keep it movin and I let it roll off me Do it for my n***az with letters, let's set it off B Cops don't protect us, protestors just get ignored B Played out like musical theater with best support The investors and bankers havin s** in expensive orgies I'm rappin on the corners like Abbey, Abdul and Common Born when they was robbin the grave at Tutankhamun Way before Bush the USA been bombin Cause whether ratchets or needles know the shootin ain't stoppin n***az lootin, we ain't coppin a thing And if I'm locked in the bing, a n***a not gonna sing I got a lot of things on my mind, dollar signs, life on the line What I write's so right for the time The revelation like sight for the blind like when God cypher divine hand you lessons; or when you in the church havin confession Or when you kneelin on the pew, catchin the Holy Ghost Or the cult, so fanatic they think suicide's the only hope (no) They used to ask you "Who ya master?" Now they ask you "Who your pastor?" It's your allegiance that they truly after They used to ask you "Who ya master?" Now they ask you "Who your pastor?" It's your allegiance that they truly after That make you wanna go off B But I step back and I let it roll off me Brooklyn, New York B, ain't nothin soft G Yeah I get stressed but I let it roll off me Talk the talk but to walk the walk is costly n***az got on they +Game+ face like Black Wall Street Every single move I make is ballsy Cause the sh** it used to be a, silent movie now it's a talky The Feds cheesin like Milwaukee when sh** is Brew-in When these n***az stage a coup for the president I'm a shoo-in But, ain't no political aspirations I'm persuin I hate to ruin your dream but music is what I'm doin I've touched more people in a verse than you do in 20 speeches Whether state's blue like the water or redder than white people on sunny beaches Sometimes I don't be understandin it They looked at me and said that's why you the perfect candidate Standin at the pulpit with a full clip What I say real talk, turn around and walk away with your bullsh** I'm like breed, yo I ain't to be f**ed with Only write the realest, can't lie to the public The sharp wick cut quick, k**in 'em softly They try to take me there but you could never force me Brooklyn, New York B, ain't nothin soft G Yeah I get stressed but I let it roll off me Flirtin with the fame but I let it roll off me They love it when I'm losin but I let it roll off me Dirt on my name but I let it roll off me Always keep it movin and I let it roll off me [ad libs to the end]