Talib Kweli

Talib Kweli - Back Up Off Me lyrics

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(Talk)

Woe, yeah, yeah, when you doing you and you real fly wit it

It's like niggas always wanna check you, no what I'm sayin?

Always wanna make sure you keepin'it real, keepin'it real nigga

Nigga, do you



(Chorus)

Back up offa me(Hi-Tek)

Back up offa me

Won't you, get out my face? Better stay in ya place

Fed up, how much can I take? Yo, you need to just

Back up offa me(Here we go yaw)Back up offa me

I got money to make and not a minute to waste

I need space when I'm trying to create, you need to just

Back up offa me (See me in the cut)

Back up offa me (Tryin' to roll up)

Back up offa me (We can roll up)

Back up offa me (Hey yo, muhfuckah hold up) 



(Verse)

Tone, what is this? I know he ain't talkin

This is grown man business, be your own man

Stand up on ya feet, I thought we was homies

But ya coming at me like you don't know me

You think you do,well you're probably wrong

I'm surrounded my babies than Ashanti songs

Oh baby,I know ya don't get it

Ya trying to walk in my shoes, I know you won't fit it

Just cause I know you and ya flow too

Theres more to it, you won't get it

I don't owe you, you want Hi Tek to do a record for you

So niggas is checking for you

Comfortable, cause niggas get respected for you

Get your own repect Duke,that aint mean or evil (nope)

Ain't no crutches in the crew, my crew a crew of equals (yup)

Shit was cool when we was teen-agers, we grown men

You my people, but I don't need you moanin'and groanin'

I can't feed you, I already gotta kid

How a nigga try to regulate that's not his?

I ain't trying to sign I'm just the artist nigga

I'm just trying to rhyme and go the hardest, nigga





(Chorus)

Back up offa me(Hi-Tek)

Back up offa me

Won't you, get out my face? Better stay in ya place

Fed up, how much can I take? Yo, you need to just

Back up offa me(Yeah)Back up offa me

I got money to make and not a minute to waste

I need space when I'm trying to create you need to just

Back up offa me (See me in the cut)

Back up offa me (Tryin' to roll up)

Back up offa me (We can roll up)

Back up offa me (Hey yo, muhfuckah hold up) 



(Verse)

Radio suckers never play me cause I don't let them

They're like a pimp only hoes sweat them

When I do a show I like to catch the ladies eyes

Dodge the paparazzi, I don't want to see no lady die

Sports, entertainment, academics, business or politics

Ya find hoes that swallow dick for dollars quick

Young broads, roll up in gangs, like the Young Lords

Jump off, satutory rape, now you done for

What, you thought that your shorty was going to act her age?

No, right now, somebody's daughter is backstage (yup)

It's a master-slave relationship, but guess who's Toby?

It's the white girl in Colorado, but guess who's Kobe?

Tried to tell you not to fuck with these debutants

That's more Kobe beef than Japanese restaurants

Don't need diseases or cases, ain't trying to catch nothing

And when they're throwing pussy best believe you catching something(hey)



(Chorus)

Back up offa me(How hot is that?)

Back up offa me (Hey)

Won't you, get out my face? Better stay in ya place

I'm fed up, how much can I take? Yo, you need to just

Back up offa me(Yeah, hey)Back up offa me

I got money to make and not a minute to waste

I need space when I'm trying to create you need to just



(Talk) 

Yeah man, this nigga,(shh)Back up off you

Nigga, you talkin' bout me, know what I'm sayin'?

I know that nigga talkin' bout me, know what I'm sayin' man?

Who you think put him on? Okay, I put him on

(Back up offa me)Talib Kweli

That's supposed to be his rap name or somethin' like that?

Nigga's name is Henry Abernathy, that's his real name

Henry Abernathy, from 51st Street

He just gonna go out there and get money with out me, (Ya know)

But I gotta book of rhymes, I gotta book of rhymes

Ya know what I'm sayin? (Back up offa me)

Back up off you, you need to back up off me

But I'm serious, if he come back around the block

If he come back around the block

If he comes in my line at the grocery store

I tell ya right now, as soon as I bag his groceries

Ya know what I'm sayin? I'm a take lika-lika little snapple bottle

And just crack him across his forehead 

And I'll be like, Yeah Talib
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