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Yasiin Bey

"Live From Irving Plaza NY"

Intro: Talib Kweli:


In case y'all don't know, he did H to the Izzo, he did Takeover, he did Guess Who's Back, he did my joint, Good to You, he did [?], give it up for my n*gga Kanye West, you know what I'm saying?

Now Kanye, y'all also don't know my man got skills, he's a rapper, he's [?] projects, so can my man bust a verse?

What's up Kanye what's up?

Verse 1: Kanye West


Mic check, mic check

Golly, more of that bullsh*t ice rap
I got to 'pologize to Mos and Kweli (probably)
But is it cool to rap about gold
If I told the world I copped it from Ghana and Mali? (Mali!)
First n*gga with a Benz and a backpack
Ice chain, Carti lens, and a knapsack
Always said if I rapped I'd say somethin' significant
But now I'm rappin' 'bout money, hoes, and rims again
And it's still about the Benjamins
Big faced hundreds and whatever other synonyms
Strippers named Cinnamon
More chips than Pentium
What'cha gon' buy next? Whatever new trend it is
I'm tryin' to spend my stacks
And I'm so broke I look back like "Damn, was I on crack?"
I mean two platinum chains, was I on that?
What the hell was wrong with me dog?
Sing along with me y'all

Hook: Kanye West / Talib Kweli

Talib Kweli:

New York City here! New York City here!

Kanye West:

Its like, guess who's bizzack, back on the track with the blow
Kanye to-the, representing his gold
I guess who's come back, better than I suppose
Heard those beats, sh*t it's all I know
Guess who's bizzack, [?]
The Roc' is definitely in the building
Back on the track, yeah, yeah, yeah

Verse 2: Talib Kweli

It's time to change up, my lyrics rip ya frame up
Askin' if I'm nice like f*ckin' with a chick
Who don't give head - that's a no-brainer
n*ggas back bangers you don't even know the names of
I'mma bout to meet my quota, you about to meet ya Saviour
You wack n*gga, you about to get shot
f*ck with Talib Kweli, that's how you get got!
Not that I'm wildin' or even promote violence
It's just you're f*ckin' up my high, can a n*gga smoke in silence?!
Damn, New York City in the house!
Talib Kweli gotta tell you what it's about
Because my man Kanye from the Chi' will say hi
Wave your hands from side to side
Mos Def, Kweli, [?]
I got my man, he represent the [?] projects

Verse 3: Mos Def

I say guess who's bizzack, Kweli, Kanye, and Mos
Punk n*ggas getting way too close
[?] Broadway doing them all day
n*ggas [?] but don't take it the wrong way
Doing Iving Plaza, causing disaster
You bring the time but we bring the prescription
Pick up your ears so you all could listen

Outro: Kanye West

Killing y'all n*ggas on this lyrical sh*t
Mayonnaise colored Benz, I push miracle whips

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