Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Stay Around , by - Talib Kweli. Song from the album Eardrum, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 06.08.2007
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Stay Around |
| Ladies and gentlemen |
| Kweli! |
| Won’t you stay around with me… |
| And please say the rhyme |
| Cause these rappers think that I’m |
| In love with your state of mind |
| Cause you a favorite of mine |
| And I know you on your grind |
| I don’t want to waste your time |
| But baby won’t you stay around with me… |
| And let my love (and let my love) |
| And let my love |
| Kweli you should rap about this, you should rap about that |
| Any more suggestions? |
| You in the back, yeah you |
| You should rap more on beat, you should rap more street |
| And never ever get your mack on please, how bout you? |
| I like the way you’re melodic, it’s cause you capture hypnotic |
| Portraits and seem to make the average exotic |
| Kweli you nice, I know you getting some love, but you can’t spit like a thug |
| And you a blow, you make a hit for the club, word |
| I don’t like your voice, I don’t like your choice of beats |
| It sounds like it’s forced, and what was up with «Back Up Offa Me»? |
| I ain’t like that, now you should get with Hi-Tek |
| Now he got nice tracks, them other dudes is type wack |
| Yeah, people keeping it coming, I keep it bubbling |
| Like the heat from oven boiling the water and the hate |
| So they light my fire… |
| I got a mic empire, my own label |
| I had to Emancipate Mimi like Mariah… |
| At some point I might retire, on some bullshit |
| My legacy, horseshit like Mariah’s… |
| Illest flow found in the game, soothing like the sound of the rain |
| It’s the dude profound with the fame, I refusing to be sounding the same |
| Keeping the verses, deleting the curses, defeating the purpose |
| When the people go on strike, I’m in the street with the workers |
| Speaking the words from a pulpit like the preachers at churches |
| Raise my hand, all the teachers get nervous |
| Cause they know I air them out |
| And they ain’t even really gotta hear me out |
| Keep it dirty like Pigpen, voice in the warrior’s head like Lynne Thigpen |
| Clocking like Big Ben, old school slang still find a way to innovate |
| Pete Rock got em feeling great, the ladies say |
| Won’t you stay around with me… |
| And please say the rhyme |
| Cause these rappers think that I’m |
| In love with your state of mind |
| Cause you a favorite of mine |
| And I know you on your grind |
| I don’t want to waste your time |
| But baby won’t you stay around with me… |
| And let my love (and let my love) |
| And let my love |
| Light the tip of the L, this heavyweight rap tipping the scale |
| And we never let the system prevail, real picturesque, missing the sale |
| Never that, it’s forbidden like Afghani sisters lifting the veil |
| I’m still leading the pack, these cats lacking |
| Just because you be having a dragon don’t mean you got the fire… |
| It ain’t nothing to play with, it’s sacred |
| My pen is the paintbrush, and dipping in paint plus |
| Truth, love, joy, anger, hatred and anguish |
| That’s the spectrum of colors I paint with |
| I don’t feast at the banquet cause freedom is the set that I bang with |
| Listen the conditions in my Slum Village is Tainted |
| I grew through the pavement, like the flower the girl drew in the paper |
| The sky bluer and the obvious save you |
| The rules of engagement that they use, attitudes of a slave |
| Man got me stressed out losing my patience |
| The moves that I’m making across waters |
| Through contraband that I’m taking across borders |
| Information never lost in translation |
| Too many new words to be learned, I’m spitting fire giving third degree burns |
| Giving them heat stroke, hotter than rocking a peacote |
| At Venice Beach though, all these rappers soup like miso, we go |
| Back in the days like reminiscing with Pete yo |
| Ladies welcome to the Kweli show |
| She goes… |
| Won’t you stay around with me… |
| And please say the rhyme |
| Cause these rappers think that I’m |
| In love with your state of mind |
| Cause you a favorite of mine |
| And I know you on your grind |
| I don’t want to waste your time |
| But baby won’t you stay around with me… |
| And let my love (and let my love) |
| And let my love |
| Ladies and Gentleman, its Talib Kweli |
| Yeah, this Ear Drum y’all |
| B-B-B-B-Banging on your ear drum |
| We got the incredible Pete Rock on the track like… |
| I like that, I like that |
| I want to give an extra big shout to my man Dave Dart |
| Holding me down as always and as usual |
| And his new born son, Cannon, brand new to the world |
| He’s now down with Blacksmith, Blacksmith is the movement |
| Jean Grae, Strong Arm Steady gang, Talib Kweli |
| It’s what it is, yeah |