Lirik Good To You - Talib Kweli

Tips Pencarian Lirik Favorit Anda

Anda Mengetahui Judul dan Nama Penyanyi

Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.

Anda Tidak mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi Mengetahui Nama Penyanyi

Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.

Anda Tidak Mengetahui Judul Lagu, Tetapi mengetahui Syair

Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:

Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu
Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.

TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI

Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.

Kweli: (Woman's Voice)

Yea (yeaaah)
Come on
Uhh
Yeah
Kweli.....02

[Bridge]
Yo Yo
Ayo my silent moments, loud as the crack of thunder
My hunger is like the crocodile that'll jack the hunter
It ain't commercial or underground, its true cause I
(wanna be good to you)

[Chorus]
Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name
Like the lord, all in vein, screaming like you all in pain
Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vain cause (wanna be good to you)

[Verse 1]
We make the squares dance, and get the do like dotsey
Y'all niggas roll with pussy-cats like Josey
All spoiled rotten like ghetto groceries yo
I clutch the mic like ya grandma clutch her rosary yo
Swooping the industry, like a bird to prey
My stanza's got stamina, ya verses lack vertebrae
I heard them say I was a conscious rapper
But I'm a monster when I hafta smack the shit out of a nonsense actor
Using my 'hands solo' and I don't need chewy
Over your head like Yamulke's and Koofies yo
I write screen gems, yall niggas act in 'B' movies, type of niggas proud to be groupies
Followers in the herd running over the cliff, I'm the
Buffalo soldier, smoke ya like a dreadlock rasta
blowing the spliff, loading a clip to spit high
Like you holding blow in a stolen whip, rolling the strip
Looking to hit cops, now that's a 4 alarm
Black queen falling on my arms, you could call it charm
Mater fact call it what you want, its up to you bro
(wanna be good to you)
Yea
Yea
Yea

Chorus (1x)

[Verse 2]
How many niggas ever been in love
How many niggas really think they thugs
And can't think without the drink and drugs
How many niggas can't get in with hats and sneakers on
Say 'fuck security' and get inside and keep them on
How many niggas think that gats make em weak or strong
Can't do for self and wanna snatch the plate you eating on
That don't tak

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