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Talib Kweli

Leslie Nope

 

Leslie Nope

(album: Fuck The Money - 2015)


[Hook:]
I don't fuck with these niggas, nope

[Verse 1:]
Why all these lames wanna riff?
It's an ass-kicking party and your name's on the list
She keep my name on her lips
Good year like my name on the blimp
I get insane off the rip
Flip, let the beef cook like the flame on the rib tip
Going out in a blaze with the biscuit
Got the streets hooked like the 'caine that you sniffing
Why? Why would you ever go against it?
If I gave a fuck about you it'd be borderline offensive
It's senseless, stalking on my page and my mentions
Walking on eggs and you sounding all defensive
Hear dogs hollering
That's your ego talking and you're listening
When it get to whispering them snakes start slithering
Rapping how they're rich and all their jewelry is glistening
Your mortgage underwater like I walked in on a christening

[Hook:]
That's why, I don't fuck with these niggas, nope
I don't fuck with these niggas, nope

[Verse 2:]
I'm smoother than a criminal
I never trust niggas with no books in the living room
When there's no electricity, what the fuck is digital?
Beyoncé married Jigga but they think we all jiggaboos
Don't get confused by the lyric
Protector of my city, stand alone on the citadel
Wake up in the morning, say a prayer cause I'm living well
Proof of a miracle, it's spiritual
These niggas go from robbing punchlines, to bein punchlines
For lunchtime, you ain't got the heart when it's crunch time
Soldiers getting shot on the front line
If every soldier was brave, there'd be no word for valor
The nerve of these cowards, who are you, the herb of the hour?
I treat my girl like horiculture, I'm preserving the flower

[Hook:]
That's why, I don't fuck with these niggas, nope
I don't fuck with these niggas, nope

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