Supreme, Supreme Lyrics - Talib Kweli

Whoo 

We on fire tonight 

Whoo 

Yeah, we on fire tonight 

Whoo 

Black Star in the house fo' sho' (Yeah) 

Yo, now everybody go (C'mon) 

Ghet-to p-pole it's time to ride (Supreme, supreme) 

Bay-b get involved go side to side (Supreme, supreme, yeah, yeah) 

Side to side 

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'Bout to slap box with the beat 

The shit I spit is a snapshot of the street 

You can see the crack spot in the backdrop 

The heat in the stash box of the black drop 

You wonder why there's more crime 

Free food, or a check the only time niggas on line 

Getting information from the nigga-net 

The trickle-down theory guess it ain't reached niggas yet 

I make a bigger bet 

Kweli 'bout to be a bigger threat 

'cause there's hardly any real niggas left 

What the fuck these niggas talking 'bout 

Living a movie but the audience is walking out 

I fight the temptation to rip the heart from your chest 

'Til there's only five hard beats left 

It's like a dead man walking 

I turn on the radio and I hear dead men talking 

Photos 

[Chorus] 

Ghet-to p-pole it's time to ride (Supreme, supreme) 

Bay-b get involved go side to side (Supreme, supreme) 

Yo' 

I got my headphones up like I'm listening close 

Face blank with expression it isn't a joke 

Start fire, sit back and spit its smoke 

To get it provoked, blow it back to get in your throat 

Mad problems, take all the niggas you know 

Add that number up with every nigga you don't 

Final number, some total of the niggas that won't 

Break me down, shake me of my fame, my style 

What time it is, crew you can hate me now 

And ten minutes from then you gon' love me again 

Buck town republic again 

Writing on the wall trouble again 

Intensify struggle and such 

Killers, Sade lovers deluxe 

Sound garnered, for the wild hearted 

Downtrodden, up-starters 

Young violent, uprising 

Cocaine, and gunpowder 

Up north, or bus crowded 

Daily vibes to thug mountain 

Cold caves or peaks of high 

Think you present but unclear, and know how to hide 

If you wonder why you got so much on your mind 

'Cause your living in a troubling time, this is a puzzling time 

Fall back without recovering time, and time's up 

Brooklyn, put your dimes up 

[Chorus: x2] 

I put feeling inside of my rap 

Hold it down for my side of the map 

No matter what north, south east or west side of the mat 

Bend a needle on the mind and it's back 

Got a problem with that? 

The holler back and the stars is black 

We the New Era you just a Starter cap 

Find out what happens when the artist in tact 

Be sharp as a tack, fall back you smarter than that 

Or perhaps you just ain't as smart as you think 

Figure 8'n on the thin ice part of the rink 

You a vessel that's promised to sink 

Terra Firma ain't as hard as you think 

Stare down, and you starting to blink 

Like 182 this for fellas and the ladies who 

Don't need to be spoon fed like baby food 

I take a bite out the track like a Sabre-tooth 

And spit out the truth 

'Til the cops come and spray the booth 

[Chorus: x2] 

Its all right with you its all right with me 

Do the damn thing what you wanna be(Supreme, Supreme) 

That's right, that's right that's right that's right 

That's right, that's right that's right that's right (Supreme, Supreme) 

Its all right with you its all right with me 

Do the damn thing what you wanna be(Supreme, Supreme) 

That's right, that's right that's right that's right 

That's right, that's right that's right that's right (Supreme, Supreme) 

Its all right with you its all right with me 

Do the damn thing what you wanna be(Supreme, Supreme) 

That's right, that's right that's right that's right 

That's right, that's right that's right that's right (Supreme, Supreme) 

[Talking]