文本歌词

Talib Kweli、KRS-One - The Perfect Beat (Amended Version)
Talib this is crazy yo this is crazy
Hah what'chu doing
Throw your hands up c'mon
BK to BX and every place in between it's all 7-18 like
Grand concourse whassup
We got beats to the rhyme and the rhyme is so fresh yo
So what'chu got 9's and tecs
You no threat It's the beat
How you get your cake don't matter
It takes heart the lyrics been replaced with the swagger
I stay sharp enough to slash your face like a dagger
The actors been replaced with the rappers
The rappers been replaced with the actors
See how they try to stay on the beat the pig
Route when he walking down the street to the beat
Woop sound of da police
What is the life of a true hip-hopper the beats
Peace love unity living proper with the beats
In any endeavor whatever we will prosper with our beats
Some cats are real other are impostors with beats
We the realest livest the rawest
Survivors with beats
We avoided the cops we focused on beets
Spitting all we saw was stacks of rhymes written elite
Way too smart for the system of course
We know a smart free black man just pisses 'em off
What they like is when we glisten and gloss
Flashing millions but still taking a loss
Bump the beat yeah all in the street
Talib yo I think it's 'bout time to speak
Word
Watch me take it there life ain't no christmas there
Hell yeah it's crystal clear when kweli and kris is here
Searching for the perfect beat I went to east dayt'
It's crazy and fugazi how they slaves to they release date
They try to look away they're scared to look inside
Asking why like a guy who look for god up in the sky
Searching high and low behind the doing inside the drawer
Little did he know that the beat was trying to find a flow
Stuck in limbo how low can you go
A punched hole through your stomach lining like tylenol
Build all kind of rolled metaphors and similies
That'll have you doubting my competitor's abilities
My whole body is a spiritual facility
Rock a vest after a lyrical killing spree
The illest delivery later for the talk we need action
Silence is golden but the violence is platinum
When you rapping to the beat
Boom bap who's that
KRS-one bring the beat back
The perfect beat we seek that knowledge of mind we speak that
We don't speak weak crap over weak tracks
Move that we speak boom bap live in the club
We can show and prove that
It ain't old school or new school it's true school rap
Beat you 'til you're blue and black true dat
It's better beat win again work the street
Moving again insert the heat
Looking again for the perfect beat
Don't look in the book to learn to eat
Write up a hook learn to speak
Never be shook follow the heat
Forever they look weak
TK you must speak
Teaching 'em how to eat to live they cheap
And their pimp is pleading the fifth
Bleeding as if they going to war
Everytime they leaving the crib
Sneakers and whips police be peeping the strip
You see 'em walking the beat
Believing the pimps who eating the shrimps
So John's walking the street
Looking for a sweet face in each case
Trying to get they heartbeat racing and the dark meat be tasting
So delicious my description so good to the beat
It's lifted right from the sounds that you hear in the hood when you sleep
Bring the beat back
All that whackness we don't need that
You gotta bring the beat back
All that whack garbage we don't need that
Bring the beat back all that weakness we don't need that
Selector bring the beat back bring the beat back
Selector listen
Yeah DJ Rhettmatic
Talib Kweli
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