Wack Niggas Lyrics

[Somebody Talking]

Yeah

Yo...let me, let me, let me, let me tell you why - why

This nigga...why we dedicated this song to this kind of nigga

Cuz number one, duke is drivin' in the motherfuckin' projects

With a - with a Sebring, and with - with a rag off

Y'na'mean? Y-you not ballin' like that play-boy

Straight up, then the bitch you got playin' shotgun

Like, I used to serve that bitch, c'mon

Really really good, I mean and you gotta shirt and tie

You wack as nigga..



[Common]

Wack niggas...I don't even like to be around 'em

Give 'em dap or pound 'em

See 'em out they houndin' dawg

Singin' they got tracks for me to get down on

Singin' they hot when that shit don't even sound warm

Nigga I'm nasty, my style is sound porn

The graphic exposin' wack asses

I emcee as free as 'Ol Dirty Bastard

You think you Catholic tryin' to appeal to the masses

The Cassius Clay of rap today

Rock a beard like Castaway

You couldn't be dope for even half a day

We keep it hot like its after May

Smoke a nigga then I pass to K



[Kanye West]

The pastor say we goin' to mass today

We have to pray, these niggas is wack 'n' eh

I have to say, since Pac passed away

Most these niggas don't even deserve a track from me

First of all let's get rid of them Louis Vuitton boots

And get yo tall ass out that C Class coupe

Y'see the whiskAY had them girls feelin' friskAY

You was wit mAY (me) she said "Who's the sissAY?"

And even if they did wanna get bizzAY

Freaky like MissAY and roll the weed up

You would roll three blunts and fuck up three blunts

Motherfucka you a fuck up of free lunch, dawg

Just keep it right thurr like ChingAY

Yo girl don't like me how long has shee been gAY

Spanish girls tell ya "No hable ingle"

And everbody wanna run to me for they singlAY (single)

It's funny how these wack niggas need my help

Wasn't around when I couldn't feed myself

Dawg, if I was you I wouldn't feel myself

Dawg, if I was you I'd kill myself



[HOOK - Kanye West (Singing Voice)]

(Wack nigga) Wake up in the morning dawg, and you a

(Wack nigga) I'd kill myself if I was that

(Wack nigga) Everything you wear and rock, is just

(Wack nigga) Even if you flossin' rocks you still

(Wack nigga) You can't do it dawg you's a

(Wack nigga) Bitin' ass, bitch ass, trick ass

(Wack nigga) Even your daughter says "My daddy's a - "

(Wack nigga - You wack nigga!)



[Consequence]

You know you wack when ya dawgs tell you

That's how you know ya flow is weak

Cuz you only got them there to 'Say Yes' like Floetry

The clique that I oversee ain't impressed by ya poetry

You're the place you're supposed to be

You ain't ain't comin' close to me

It ain't that you underrated

It's more thatn you're under dated

And mediocre at best is all the hoes you've ever dated

For all your guest appearances

You couldn't get the clearances

For them it's just a check they don't respect you as a lyricist

Look at what ya lyrics is, Murder, Death, Kill

But you never shot nothin', never have, never will

Better add on to ya skills before you join this round robin

Of super emcees that'll add to ya problems



[Talib Kweli]

In the beginnin', God created man in his own image

I'm 'bout to tell you how the story gon' finish

Kweli handle his business niggas don't forget it

Cuz a wiseman can shoose to get ignorant with it

Na'mean - you all can get it I'm conisdered the nicest

The way I spit it give these niggas all identity crisis

All day talkin' that shit like you hold a gat, right?

The trip you on must be short cuz you pack light - act right

You got it twisted tellin' niggas that you pack heat

You ain't gunning now you runnin' like an athlete

You ballas need to quit rhymin' like Allen Ive

Start speakin' New ?Wopian? and followin' Malachi

Oh, anything would rhyme, you need to sell drugs for real

Instead of on the radio, you'd be dead or in jail

All these thug niggas wanna rap

And all these rap niggas wanna thug

And all ya'll fuckin' the game up

It's time to change up, my lyrics rip ya frame up

Askin' if I'm nice like fuckin' with a chick

Who don't give head - that's a no-brainer

Niggas back bangers you don't even know the names of

I'ma bout to meet my quota you about to meet ya Saviour

You wack nigga, you about to get shot

Fuck with Talib Kweli, that's how you get got

Not that I'm wylin' or even promote violence

It's just you're fuckin' up my high, can a nigga smoke in silence?!



[HOOK]