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Talib Kweli - "If"
Lyrics to If : [Hook 2x] It wasnt for this, it wasnt for that Ohh, best believe a better world [Talib Kweli--talking over chorus] Yes, ladies and gentleman You do have Kenn Starr in the house, Asheru Talib Kweli... [Kenn Starr] If it wasnt for the way that we live Too many single mothers raisin our kids Too many brothers caged in the Pen Engagin a bid, enslaved by the pigs If it wasnt for crooked cops that pop shots grazin our wig That sends slugs reckless, plus these thugs with a death wish That take your life for the ice that flood in your necklace The blood of the helpless and innocent (and innocent) If it wasnt for so-called friends that turned Benedict Snakes in the grass and crabs in the lake Cuz Im black and its late, getting harassed by the Jake Blasted with eight times five, plus one Lethal deposit, reach for your wallet, they bust guns Thats why I trust none and I keep to myself I cant blame cats that pack heat in they belt And quick to clap, never givin in If it wasnt for this and that Itd be a better world that we livin in Hook 2x [Asheru] If it wasnt for a mic check I wouldnt have a check at all Nowadays you cant live that way The markets way too unstable, theres too many pimp labels Playing rappers like a ho, manhandlin the dough Demandin them to go on a track to bring the loot back Now you playing for the team and the captain, thats cream You got the dream to push a mean two-seater With a diva riding shotgun, just to say you got one You make the songs, but labels only want the hot ones Send you back to the drawing board, until you got some Now I guess we got problems Even your all-creative mind aint enough to try and solve em The doors revolvin, younger cats are starvin They want it more than you, might go to war with you To reap the heap of dough thats at the end of the rainbow You cant be mad, man, thats how the game go Hook 2x [Talib Kweli] (talking) (yeah, cmon!) (yea, here we go, yeah!) Im about to show you what this black power is Red, black, and green on the wrist how I live In the cold world where we bust off the black llamas Every winter where we lose more son to black mommas If hip-hop got seasons, right now its spring Like when everybody selling death, "kiss the ring" (yeah!) You know how it goes, people change color like autumn Kids learn through experience, fuck what a teacher taught em Puff a relief for boredom; rough will release a quarter And the parents who paid enough attention to at least ignore em Blowing up mics, throwin up signs To help niggaz you confusin it with cryin The winners write the history books Mystery looks past prisoners of war, thats what my listeners are for Turn the tide on this fuckery, ride on this fuckery You shoulda never let me in the industry, youre stuck with me Hook 3x [ If Lyrics ]
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