The Roots Feat. Tuba Gooding Jr. 75 Bars (Black's Reconstruction) lyrics

I'm from the land of them straight, razor face beard niggas
With hammers on their waist, yeah, waste rare niggas
And I race scared niggas, them snake head niggas
That, take care of niggas, who don't break bread with us

Niggas make dead niggas and hate black niggas
Brown niggas hide yellow niggas and them red niggas
No tellin' when the bullet comin', be prepared, niggas
'Cause when it do, it comin' land, sea and air, niggas

That's everywhere, niggas
Am I the motherfuckin' legendary? Yeah niggas
Make it very clear, niggas
Been lookin' at y'all in my rear view mirror, niggas

Want to be a millionaire, I'm already there, niggas
I'm the definiere nigga, a bear takin' more than my share
Lookie here, yeah, I know it ain't fair, nigga
Neither is a bar even with a hair trigger

Haystack, try to find a needle up in there, nigga
Leave you up in there, nigga, show me the puppet
That don't need a puppeteer, nigga, shed another tear, nigga
I'm in the field with a shield and a spear, nigga
I'm in your girl with her heels in the air, nigga

I am such a fair nigga, you in a battle tellin' me
You not ready, like you figured I'ma bear with you
I don't care, nigga, you now, listenin' to the sounds
Of the money makin' jam trillionaires, nigga

Gentlemen of an extraordinary league
You never see me blowin' on no ordinary weed
What I'm smokin' ain't a product of no ordinary seed
Your boy is heavy treed, I'm feelin' merry

As a Tyler Perry scene, that monetary gang green
We tried to launder the cash and never came clean
So now, I'm in the story with all the cats before me
And smoke purgatory for doin' the same thing

And them niggas ain't change, them niggas can't change
Their moms shake their heads sayin' it's such a dang shame
They're trained to the buck, did another dang plan
My stage and my government ain't the same name

I'm a rock star, lovin' it that my wallet chain hang
I'm a modern day saint, I'm a modern day king
My definition, I can finally explain

Cold, smooth, like that dude Sean Connery was playin'

I just got to be the man, I'm the father figure and
When I spit it's somethin' like a psychology exam
If you stand where I stood, you could probably understand
How that mic feelin' like a million dollars in my hand

It's the Silence Of The Lamb, go and cop another gram
And twist with your zanny, work your set, work it down
What's your net workin' plan? You better look alive
'Cause them niggas outside lookin' desperate again, nigga

And the blunts and liquor killin' my lungs and liver
The asthmatic drug addict, I function with it
I put a rapper in a hole where the dust will sit
For spittin' played out patterns that once was hittin'

I got news for you all, let me show you how to ball
See the legendary fall? I ain't heard of that
Y'all niggas is off the wall like Aresnio Hall
I'ma put you right back where the dirt is at

450 Fahrenheit on the thermostat
Somebody stalkin' like the white girl Bernadette
But she not a earner yet, she couldn't put in no work
For Nat Burner yet, the black microphone murder vet

I'm in a class of my own
If I got beef with you, you the last one to know
I arrive on time, I'm never fashionable
You late, I'm already international-able

I done toured to Berlin, banged in Beijing
You never seen nothin', can't say the same thing
Tell somebody Black Thought, yeah, you know the name ring
So give him the game ring for bringin' what them niggas can't bring

My hustle is long, my muscle is strong
My man, put the paper in the duffle, I'm gone
Y'all still a light year from the level I'm on
Just a pawn steppin' right into the head of the storm

You been warned
I will blow y'all niggas and disintegrate
I'm a rebel, renegade
Must stay paid