Lirik Lagu Ghetto Afterlife - Talib Kweli & Hi Tek F/ Kool G. Rap
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[Talib Kweli]These niggaz ain't thugs, the real thugs is the governmentDon't matter if you independent, democrat or republicanNiggaz politickin the street, get into beefStart blastin, now a new cat is executive chiefWith a, passion for heat you get, blast in yo' seatDie before you crash in yo' Jeep, never passin in your sleeplike an old man, you ain't a fool you got a whole planto conquer territories like Europeans who stole landThe future of your whole fam' hang in the balanceYou the king, and your block is the palaceY'all niggaz is the parliament, untouchable, spot unrushableKeep your weight wet, call in collect to save a buck or twoGet mad, who the fuck are you?What you gonna do?Exactly what I thought - NOTHIN, in the sport of frontinyou the undisputed champion, I'm in a class you can't be inMy words is flesh like Jesus, the aquarian
{*scratched* "Let's stop right here (??)"}{"So you think that I'm a fool.."}{"Ayy man.. (??)"}
Chorus: T. Kweli and Kool G. Rap
[T] It's just a chapter of the night, in the ghetto afterlifeWhere you just seen or heard about or gonna have to fight[K] Where they sacrifice the life and niggaz see flashes of lightWhen you trapped up in the heights but clappers aimin at the wife
[Talib Kweli]Yeah, dudes gettin money is still thugginChicks gettin money is still ghettoStill livin the whole thuggish stilletoYour team let the metal burst before you take an Lyou raised in hell, let the dust settle firstThen you ask the question, snatchin the life of the innocentShit happens huh, a man's respected by his actionsIt's the karma of the street, you try to meet the karmawhile the karma sleep, yo it's deep, but the karma can't be beatYou don't know your enemy, so you fightin with yourselfRelate to rap niggaz cause they writin what you feltYou got top shelf connects you gettin seasoned like a veteranWe suck the venom out the snake bite, without the medicineWe benefit from niggaz in tenements, dyin for benjaminsSo bad that they know they own coffin measurementsGhetto eloquence, in the moment of truth, don't be hesistantor fall victim to the element, word is bond
"So while y'all keep on fakin the funk,we gonna keep on walkin through the darkness carryin our torches"-> DJ Premier{*scratched* "I'ma give-give-give it to-to you straight""Straight up and down!" -> DJ Premier
Chorus: T. Kweli and Kool G. Rap
[T] Just another chapter of the night, in the ghetto afterlifeWhere you just seen or heard about or gonna have to fight[K] Where they sacrifice the life and niggaz see flashes of lightWhen you trapped up in the heights but clappers aimin at the wife
[Kool G. Rap]Niggaz get caught up in the struggleEnd up in court in trouble, sportin a bubbleFord azure bubble, importer smuggle, forcin a rumbleHit the blocks with a portion to doubleFlip and get tossed in the huddlePolice with one piece short of the puzzleIt's a hustle, peep the street life, they movin muscleand the G's'll make your knees buckleTussle with heat until your feet stand in a pee puddleCheese double but all the speedy niggaz bleed puddlesMake the headlines; some try to escape the fed timePhone taps on direct lines - tec-9's with the red shineJake climbin through the bedroom blindsTryin to bring you to your deadline, it's slippery when wet signsRed time, wipe the sweat around your neck timeOne shot spill out your red wine, rock shots to deafen your primePieces of hot lead left in your mindOne slug to the left of your spineForever late to rest on the shrine
{"So you think that I'm a fool.."}
{*scratched* "Let's stop right here (??)"}{"So you think that I'm a fool.."}{"Ayy man.. (??)"}
Chorus: T. Kweli and Kool G. Rap
[T] It's just a chapter of the night, in the ghetto afterlifeWhere you just seen or heard about or gonna have to fight[K] Where they sacrifice the life and niggaz see flashes of lightWhen you trapped up in the heights but clappers aimin at the wife
[Talib Kweli]Yeah, dudes gettin money is still thugginChicks gettin money is still ghettoStill livin the whole thuggish stilletoYour team let the metal burst before you take an Lyou raised in hell, let the dust settle firstThen you ask the question, snatchin the life of the innocentShit happens huh, a man's respected by his actionsIt's the karma of the street, you try to meet the karmawhile the karma sleep, yo it's deep, but the karma can't be beatYou don't know your enemy, so you fightin with yourselfRelate to rap niggaz cause they writin what you feltYou got top shelf connects you gettin seasoned like a veteranWe suck the venom out the snake bite, without the medicineWe benefit from niggaz in tenements, dyin for benjaminsSo bad that they know they own coffin measurementsGhetto eloquence, in the moment of truth, don't be hesistantor fall victim to the element, word is bond
"So while y'all keep on fakin the funk,we gonna keep on walkin through the darkness carryin our torches"-> DJ Premier{*scratched* "I'ma give-give-give it to-to you straight""Straight up and down!" -> DJ Premier
Chorus: T. Kweli and Kool G. Rap
[T] Just another chapter of the night, in the ghetto afterlifeWhere you just seen or heard about or gonna have to fight[K] Where they sacrifice the life and niggaz see flashes of lightWhen you trapped up in the heights but clappers aimin at the wife
[Kool G. Rap]Niggaz get caught up in the struggleEnd up in court in trouble, sportin a bubbleFord azure bubble, importer smuggle, forcin a rumbleHit the blocks with a portion to doubleFlip and get tossed in the huddlePolice with one piece short of the puzzleIt's a hustle, peep the street life, they movin muscleand the G's'll make your knees buckleTussle with heat until your feet stand in a pee puddleCheese double but all the speedy niggaz bleed puddlesMake the headlines; some try to escape the fed timePhone taps on direct lines - tec-9's with the red shineJake climbin through the bedroom blindsTryin to bring you to your deadline, it's slippery when wet signsRed time, wipe the sweat around your neck timeOne shot spill out your red wine, rock shots to deafen your primePieces of hot lead left in your mindOne slug to the left of your spineForever late to rest on the shrine
{"So you think that I'm a fool.."}
