Sons Of Gotham

[Intro: Talib Kweli] Empire State rap, yeah New York City Brooklyn, The Bronx, Queens Manhattan, Staten Island, Long Island (Yo, yo) [Verse 1: Talib Kweli] From the start though, darker than a episode of Narcos Be smart, don't follow the rabbit like Donnie Darko It's Brooklyn, my niggas rock more Polo than Marco We keep our queens laced, more shoes than Imelda Marcos Keep a mean face like, "You don't want no problems" Too many rap niggas be talking to the 5-0 They leaking more secrets than Trump at the Mar-a-Lago We on code like Fred Hampton out of Chicago Free the land, free the man To feed the fam, we jumping on the Peter Pan We'll meet again 'cause I don't need you if you don't see the plan I been doin' this since 1992 (C'mon) At The Building and Jarobi had to sneak us in, me, Rubiks and JuJu Listening to L-Swift, A-Butta and Mr. Voodoo On Stretch and Bobbito that Natural Elements was the jam, man Yo, yo [Chorus: Talib Kweli] Make 'em live for Diamond D specifically Now you was hatin', money, keep the same energy (Keep the same energy) Ayo, it's tragic how these men spill they guts in my lane They just bugs on the windshield (Splat) Going splat on the highway MAGA hat rappers out here acting like Kanye But you ain't made "Jesus Walks", nigga But y'all ain't ready for that discussion, c'mon [Verse 2: Talib Kweli] The rumors of my demise are greatly exaggerated I refuse to just die and it's makin' 'em aggravated, plus Ain't nobody more consistent than me I'm the rapper your favorite rap niggas wish they could be, facts I drop a name so I could toss 'em a bone You on your own, we don't speak, just put your boss on the phone, nigga On second thought, you ain't nothing but a succubus I'd say your name if niggas knew who the fuck you was (Crickets) I see you roll with a nigga I used to fuck with So to whom it may concern (Yep) You went from "we will not tolerate" to duck lips Seem like to me you tolerate a bunch of fuck shit I put you on my album 'cause I'm for the culture But when it's time to hold me down, you prove you for the vultures And all these journalists be clout chasing I pull out them receipts and watch 'em all start about-facing Battle who? I'm already Kweli, nigga An architect of hip hop, I'm a key figure I gotta pretend I'm not me to make you feel more comfortable about being you? Please, nigga Respect the longevity I'm a lion, you hyenas, better ask Sway and Heather B Mad at my tweets 'cause you worship a celebrity You think that you in charge of my time and my energy ('Fore that) I'm not your motherfucking slave Before that, you'll find me in the motherfucking grave ('Fore that) We ain't cool, we just industry friends You fake as Jonah Hill was in This Is the End (This Is the End) How I'm supposed to be a humble rapper While they calling mumble rappers the GOAT? Y'all niggas hustle backwards I wrote the book on rap and this just another chapter Who the next Kweli? Nobody coming after [Outro: Talib Kweli] Make 'em live for Diamond D specifically Now you was hatin', money, keep the same energy (Same energy) Ayo, it's tragic how these men spill they guts in my lane They just bugs on the windshield (Splat) Going splat on the highway MAGA hat rappers out here acting like Kanye (You seen it, right?) But you ain't made "Jesus Walks", nigga You just an employee talking to boss niggas