The Roots - 75 Bars (Black's Reconstruction) lyrics

I'm from the land of them straight razor face beard n***as With hammers on their waist, yeah, waste rare n***as And I race scared n***as, them snake head n***as That take care of n***as who don't break bread with us n***as make dead n***as and hate black n***as Brown n***as hide yellow n***as and them red n***as No telling when the bullet coming, be prepared n***as Cuz when it do, it coming land sea and air n***as That's everywhere n***as, Am I the muthaf**ing legendary? Yeah n***as, make it very clear n***as Been looking at y'all in my rearview Mirror n***as want to be a millionaire, I'm already there n***as I'm a debonaire n***a, a bear taking more than my share Lookee here, yeah, I know it ain't fair n***a Neither is a bald eagle with a hair trigger Haystack, try and find a needle up in there n***a Leave you up in there n***a, show me the puppet That don't need a puppeteer n***a, shed another tear n***a I'm in the field with a shield and a spear n***a I'm in your girl with her heels in the air n***a I am such a fair n***a, you in a battle telling Me you not ready like you figured I'ma bear with you I don't care n***a, you now listening to the sounds Of the money making jam trillionaires n***a Gentlemen of an extraordinary league You never see me blowing on no ordinary weed What I'm smoking ain't a product of no ordinary seed Your boy is heavy treed, I'm feeling merry As a Tyler Perry scene, that monetary gang green We tried to launder the cash and never came clean So now I'm in the story with all the cats before me And smoke purgatory for doing the same thing And them n***as ain't change, them n***as can't change Their moms shake their heads saying it's such a dang shame The train to the buck, then another dang plane My stage and my government ain't the same name I'm a rock star, love it that my wallet chain hang I'm a modern day saint; I'm a modern day king My definition I can finally explain Cold smooth like that dud Sean Connery was playing I just got to be the man, I'm the father figure and When I spit it's something like a psychology exam If you stand where I stood, you could probably understand How that mic feeling like a million dollars in my hand It's the silence of the lamb, go and cop another gram And twist with your xanny, percoset, percodan What's your net working plan? You better look alive Cuz them n***as outside looking desperate again n***a And the blunts and liquor k**ing our lungs and liver The asthmatic drug addict I function with it I put a rapper in a hole where the dust will sit for spitting played out patterns that once was hitting I got news for you all, let me show you how to ball See the legendary fall? I ain't heard of that Y'all n***as is off the wall like Aresnio Hall I'ma put you right back where the dirt is at 450 fahrenheit on the thermostat Somebody talking like a white girl Bernadette But she not a earner yet, she couldn't put in no work, not earning that, the black microphone murder vet I'm in a cla** of my own, If I got beef with you, you the last one to know I arrive on time, I'm never fashionable You late, I'm already international-able I done toured to Berlin, banged in Beijing You never seen nothing can't say the same thing Tell somebody Black Thought, yeah you know the name ring So give him the game ring for bringing what them n***as can't bring My hustle is long, my muscle is strong My man put the paper in the duffle I'm gone Y'all still a light year from the level I'm on Just a pawn stepping right into the head of the storm You been warned, I will blow y'all n***as and disintegrate I'm a rebel, renegade must stay paid