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Teleprompters

 

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(álbum: The Seven - 2017)


[Talib Kweli:]
They love it how the cut so premium
The Vegan but its 35% more meaty
[?]
The industry is greedy you're making it more tedious
For me to just to get the shit directly to the fans
After the show I put it directly in your hands, [?]
Yo, they allowed to say who back again
These half ass 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
(Fuck 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 passin the buck, I give em lashes with my African tongue
Come on!

[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

[Common:]
We um, we um, we um, we um, we um
Come from where niggas 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 the money out
Nigga 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, where 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 bitch, we in this bitch
The fever pitch, of the seasoned and rich, the infamous

[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

[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 its written
But niggas will never know if they don't take time to read
The jews don't litter on the page told the demons shoot the faith full of rage but I move with such ease
I ain't feelin the poison, my vibration is up [?] 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

[Little Vic:]
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

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