TALIB KWELI LIE ALOT (DIRTY) Lyrics

[Talib Kweli]
n____s Lie A Lot x3
I know you think you nice
You just nice on ya block
All these crabs in the back
Tryin to rise to the top

This is why I'm hot
This is why I'm hot
I ain't scared to die
I ain't scared of getting shot
I got the fear of God
And from all that I've been through
If you f___ with the family then I gotta put it in you
Pause, now I continue I love the competition
And I don't got no issue with battles and dissin
But I keep it straight with you
You shootin from the hip
I can't stand these rappers that just shootin off they lip
Every rapper is a clapper your producer is a shooter
And yo man got a 9 and your boss got a rugar
Yeah right we ain't stupid
We don't believe these losers, they got a Mac in the booth
Tell the truth it's a computer
So let me guess you make it that impressin
I seen you on Myspace, you just want to be friends
Now let's not pretend, I respected your block until I put it all together
Now let's connect the dots

Ok, you say you rap
You know how I can tell you wack
It's 2007 and your still sellin crack
Back in 1986 when we was shootin over sneakers
Crack was king but now they slangin and it's drastically cheaper
It ain't a real demand there ain't no short supply
Just the same old crack heads getting twice as high
These n____s like to lie on how they kill on corners
They still corny, they don't know what the real New York is
Faster than a rose in crime inner city drop
It wasn't because the mayor added 40 thousand cops
You on the corner like "wow, my style is pretty hot"
But my style mile is equal to 20 city blocks
Most say New York is soft
It's softer with the beef s___
n____s can't separate the music from the street s___
Man that's some weak s___
Them n____s never classic
Remember b______s
Talib Kweli forever Blacksmithin