It's Like That Lyrics - Talib Kweli

yea 

ludacris in this mutha fucka 

what up talib disturbin tha peace god damnit we just gettin started 

mix tape style goes like this 

look here 

now ludacris out the gate and damnit its huntin season 

when you shot remember everything happens for a reason 

and you never hit it right 

thats why i'm snatchin your girl 

she calls me mr. drummin 

cuz different strokes rule the world 

i got a thirst for knowledge and an appetite for drama 

or appetite for destruction and a thirst for your mama 

either way I keep it goin til that thing is empty 

been nice since mike tyson punched soda popinsky 

chicks keep gettin stung cuz they all in my swarm 

plus I step in they dorm they get more tears than norm 

its 2004 the world needs more lesbians 

and more drunk drivers to hit drunk pedestrians 

they walk around here with two left feet 

a warm milk and a cold gat'll put your ass to sleep 

how many streets steal no matter how ugly it seems 

long as I got on my bullet proof buddy lee jeans 

nigga 

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yea, its like that 

its like that 

its like that 

its like that 

mutha fucka! 

kweli and crips niggas never heard no shit like this 

i got your chick feelin moist 

you comin softer than the ad in the back of the village voice 

you still a toy, the cops is still a boy 

they tryin to get me to vote by sayin the lesser of two evils is still a choice 

well maybe and maybe not 

niggas rhymin like the guy 80 glock 

im home watching i love the 80s 

stop 

picture the ocean with the panoramic view 

my flow the iceberg that the titanic ran into 

ooahh 

rock like suicide vicitims with red flannel 

why your rhymes sound like they was written for clear channel 

we used to drive to 50 states and hear 50 flows 

now every city knows sames songs its just again pimps and hos 

and the kids think the key to gettin down in the game 

is to copy the hot nigga and start soundin the same 

now you tryin to be heard but your shouts in vain 

cuz you drowned out by the buzz thats surroundin my name 

kweli 

it might be somethin that you can't pry from me 

shut out the eye 20s see my rhymes good money 

we're rollin with akmed and durba swervin the streets 

we're shaka zoolo shana and luda disturbin tha peace 

i murdered the beat 

im the nightmare that recur in your sleep 

a word in the flesh like the wafer that the nun got converted to eat 

takin the lamb of god herded the sheep 

a whole flock of __ nigga do you believe 

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yo wats poppin its the kid kain 

ya my nigga ludacris 

my homeboy my dawg my brother from another mother 

talib kweli 

and this is how we do man 

hate it or love it 

guess who fresher than i 

d dies red and black lumber jack 45 in his levis 

he has his knees highs 

i watch eazy e rise 

put LA on nomatic but they ain't beleive nas 

that was 96 in the g __ 

told me they gon believe start writin rhymes after BIG died 

eyes puffy some niggas sayin fuck me 

cuz im from the west im fresh and i idolize dougie 

now NY love me still niggas wanna hate 

im embraced by 50 states and the westside love me 

benz told dre im the nigga to chase 

and it been that way since the beef with jigga and mase 

in my chuck taylors red ones with the fat laces 

ten khakis desert eagle with the hollow tip laces 

fresh white tee yellow rocks in my necklace 

real gangsters drink 40 ounces for breakfast 

i eat fat burgers three times a day 

so fuck you if you dont like the red paint on my 6 straight 

i was born in the hood, i be who i be 

and me and kweli is like mack 10 and dub c