Talib Kweli
Talib Kweli - Back Up Off Me songtekst
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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