Lyrics:

Kweli: (Woman's Voice) Yea (yeaaah) Come on Uhh Yeah Kweli [Bridge] Yo Yo Ayo my silent moments, loud as the crack of thunder My hunger is like the crocodile that attacks the hunter It ain't commercial or underground, its true cause I (wanna be good to you) [Chorus] Call it skill, call it game, call it glow, call my name Like the lord, all in vein, screaming like you all in pain Treat it like a drug, all up in ya vain cause (wanna be good to you) [Verse 1] We make the squares dance, and get the do like dotsey Y'all niggas roll with pussy-cats like Josey All spoiled rotten like ghetto groceries yo I clutch the mic like ya grandma clutch her rosary yo Swooping the industry, like a bird to prey My stance has got stamina, ya verses lack vertebrae I heard them say I was a conscious rapper But I'm a monster when I hafta smack the shit out of a nonsense actor Using my 'hands solo' and I don't need chewy Over your head like Yamakas and Koofies yo I write screenjams ya'll niggas act in B-movies, type of niggas proud to be groupies Followers in the herd running over the cliff, I'm the Buffalo soldier, smoke ya like a dread like rasta blowing the spliff, loading a clip to spit high Like you holding blow in a stolen whip, rolling the strip Looking to hit cops, now that's a 4 alarm Black queen falling on my arms, you could call it charm Mater fact call it what you want, its up to you bro (wanna be good to you) Yea Yea Yea Chorus (1x) [Verse 2] How many niggas ever been in love' How many niggas really think they thugs And can't think without the drink and drugs How many niggas can'