Listen to Down For The Count (explicit) song with lyrics from Talib Kweli

Down For The Count (explicit)

Talib Kweli, Hi-Tek, Rah Digga, Alvin "Xzibit" Joiner1 Jan 2002

Down For The Count (explicit) Lyrics

Down For The Count (彻底失败) (explicit) - Talib Kweli/Hi-Tek/Rah Digga/Alvin "Xzibit" Joiner

One two three four

 

Hi Mrs Louie Lynz

 

I'm this featured heavy weight champion of the world

 

Just like quality and high tech

Seen

 

Runting world wide

We go

 

Yeh

 

Check it out now

 

Rah digga ya'll

Dirty harriet yeah

 

Kweli

 

Xzibit

Come on new millenium

One two three four

Grimy b**ch stomp the bogey outside your front door yeah

Puffin' on goodie eatin tuna and rye

Blow the spot with some old school sh*t from junior high

One two three four

Jerseys finest in the house punchlines and metaphors

Make your foul ice grill thug grimy on the real

Puttin' heads to bed like hennessey and nyquil

Convertible style still had the heat knockin'

Bumpin sh*t from way back with my man beatboxin'

Shootin' the breeze see I'm nice with these

You'll be suckin' it down like fast food high cs

Type of rap b**ch that love underground classics

Gettin' more green than that n***a St Patrick

Makin' wack rappers go and merc the set

Better off behind a desk tryin to surf the net

'Cause I be adamant kill 'em when my joints get added in

Worse than boric acid in your project cabinet

Dirty harriet increase the fanbases

Leavin' non writin' cats stuck on the plantations

Mini skirts with tights eatin lunch with whites

Leave the party over here like they israelites

Got Cali Brooks critics ta kwe xzibit

Gonna rock sh*t down like he can't get no visits

One two three four

Rock the whole world like the rolling stone tour ah ahhh

Raw your wack set is faker than a bomb threat

By a nervous terrorist whos so scared that his palms wet

One two three four

The stuff legends are made of urban folklore

Like Jim Morrison we break on through

Before I care about your take

How many take on you

Yo

We bring it straight to your face from the start yo

Rage against the machine break it apart

Might be over your head

But it's straight from the heart

I show my love in the light

While y'all hate in the dark

Straight to apocalypse is where I'm takin the art

Yeah

Givin' niggas battle scars always makin' my mark

You fakin' the part of gangster 'til niggas break in your spot

You straight b**ch whether I say it or not

Sh*t is hot spittin' flames on the track

Put our town's names on the map

From now until we fadin' to black

Where we at thug rebels love metal clubs ghetto

When the slugs let go like Frankie Beverly

Forever we stack notes like the treasury flow heavenly

Yeah

Get you high on speech laced with obscenity

Niggas be gassed like cipher sounds

And need rescue remedy

Then fall the f**k off like limbs affected with leprosy

One two three four

Why the f**k can't mc's mc no more

Hardcore 'til somebody put me under the ground

With a dick in your ear still

Couldn't f**k with my sound

Say

One two three four

Takin' me straight

To the w**d spot then to the liquor sto'

Gimme some mo' like busta bus'

Who do you trust

Swingin through your favorite neighborhood lush

I'm I rate usin' your body for live bait

Xzibit rockin' them heavy gems you can't take

Dilate cock back the weight spread hate

Heavy metal we settle and set sh*t straight

Hit gates in my younger days

From the policeman

Me and my clan used to dance thicker than quicksand

Supply and demand the hand is quicker than the eye

Find some chickens to fry

While you find it hard to stick to your lie

I see through the tricks destroy the facade

Your little lungs is too weak to hotbox with God

Rah digga first lady of the flipmode squad

Gotta be hard like a young n***a walkin' the yard

For the first time we ain't the niggas you let shine

Expect mines to blow lines like coke everytime

I'm an alkaholik n***a so I finish the fifth

You at the front door b**chin because you ain't on the list

It's like

One two three four

 

Yeah ohhhhhhh ohhhh

Hehehe aight y'all

 

Aight y'all

Yeah

Here we go

Say

One two three four

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***