Talib Kweli & Styles P - Teleprompters lyrics

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Talib Kweli & Styles P - Teleprompters lyrics

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli] They love it how the cut so premium They vegan but its 35% more meaty Jamla is the squad, Javotti and W.A.R. Media The industry is greedy you're making it more tedious For me to just to get the sh** directly to the fans After the show I put it directly in your hands, [?] Yo, they love to say we back again These half a** rappers be cheating like Ashley Madison (Yeah) That's why we hacking em', mask It's impossible to be anonymous when the presence in the mark is so dominant (f** society) Mr. Robot voice of the apocalypse, the rapper with the golden esophagus I tower like an obelisk, Egyptian subologist try to follow it Word to paint pictures my hieroglyphics are hardest script to read MC's believe in pa**in' the buck, I give em lashes with my African tongue Come on! [Chorus: Little Vic] Teleprompters telling lies, broadcasting live Helicopters in the sky, oh God Tell the coppers not to lie They gon' lie, they gon' lie Fell on top of us, we don't die, we don't die [Verse 2: Common] We um, we um, we um, we um, we um Come from where n***as know drums Beat downs, cops on beats, beats from Jeeps Street sounds playing for keeps, it's the way we impeach Dead presidents yo, print your money out n***a had paper, so we took the money route Sheets get rolled up like housekeepers My guy don't leave the house without reefer Eager for the evening, the night is like breathing We do wrong for all the right reasons, I'm fresh like I'm teething Take a bite of the apple, wear my heart on my sleeve like a tattoo Hold the torch like a statue of liberation, ain't no limitations This is generation woo The smell of new up in this b**h, we in this b**h The fever pitch, of the seasoned and rich, the infamous [Chorus: Little Vic] Teleprompters telling lies, broadcasting live Helicopters in the sky, Oh God Tell the coppers not to lie They gon' lie, they gon' lie Fell on top of us, we don't die, we don't die [Verse 3: Styles P] Emphasize on enterprise contribute to genocide what you know about greed? So I get the [?] trying to reach my ancestors with my speech to leave something with my seeds We be on the corner like a stop sign, I ain't scared to pop mine But I take account for my deeds, one time I didn't and they say that it's written But n***as will never know if they don't take time to read The j**els don't glitter on the page, told the demons shoot the faith full of rage but I move with such ease I ain't full of poison, my vibration is up Devastating the white noise while blazing em up I'm peaceful, I pray to the East too, North, South and West Because I know what the streets do Know what police do, If you ain't got the vision to see through They'll leave you in the water like seafood, I'm Sifu [Chorus] Teleprompters telling lies, broadcasting live Helicopters in disguise, Oh God Tell the coppers not to lie They gon' lie, they gon' lie Fell on top of us, we don't die, we don't die