Mos Def & Taleb Kweli Hater Players Lyrics

[talib kweli]
Yes..
Every day somebody ask me where all the real mcs is at?
They underground
Theres mad talented cats underground with that raw s___
Yaknowwhatmsayin? bringin them raw skills
YaknowwhatIm sayin?
Really, to me..

Its a small wonder, like vicki, why Im picky
These n____s suck like hickies
And still get the s___ they slip in like mickies
Im sick of the hater-players, bring on the regulators
With the flavors like a farm team f___ing with the majors
Like a river how I run through it, I do it so cold
Freezin up your bodily fluids, your style is old
You runnin your mouth, but dont really know what you be talkin about
You should retire, get that complimentary watch, be out!
Yo, with the quickness, so swift you miss this lyrical fitness
Now get this, these emcees wanna test me like litmus, bear witness
Im like shot clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots
My point is, your flow can stop!
By all means, you need more practice, take that a__ home
Everybody lookin at you, fish tank syndrome
In full effect, I stay catchin lyrical rep
And keep it blacker than the back of your neck
What you expect, that s___s hollerin
Cause we developin the followin
Gettin played like stone love tapes and dollar vans
Order reverse your universe so your demise is first
Before your rise it gets worse
You need a night nurse like gregory
Beggin me - stop it hurts! - is what you say to me
Like thats supposed to mean somethin?
You the one I seen frontin in the club
Your act I dont buy it, I got the dub
Come on everybody, come on just show your love
Come on everybody, come on just show your love
Come on everybody, come on just show your love
Come on everybody, come on just show your love
Come on everybody, come on just show your love

Chorus: *chanted in background*

Wo-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-uh-oh *repeated 4x*

[mos def]
Visions occupy my synaptic s___e
Command and shake, to illustrate my minds landscape
The tall grass, the low plains, the mountanous ridges
Thickets among the forests, rivers beneath the bridges
Presence of hilltops, lit up with tree tops
Eavesdrop; and hear the incline of sunshine, nine
Stones in orbit, refuse to forfeit
They all form a cipher, and they came to observe it
I follow suit, and face it, embrace it
Shinin bright, but still Im careful not to waste it
Destined to rise, because Im basement adjacent
Spirit is still so just chill and be patient
Some heads approach like Im the one to base with
Clowns about to scream and shout but dont say shh..
I aint your student so I aint to be tested
Im majestic, I represent my strength without effort
My, method is unorthodox, but of course it rocks
My serious synopsis will drop kick, my topics
Run the gauntlets and galvanize the audience
I must represent, I dont come off with no corniness
Its all luminary, despite commentary
Some people say, mos how you get so?
My sign will make you jump around like calypso
And, murmur to yourself like a schizo
There aint no bottom on the ? ? ?

Chorus

[talib kweli]
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Here we go. blackstar, hop on the blackstar line
We bout to take yall home.
Yaknowwhatimean? here we go...

We got all markets on lock
From meat to stock
Blackstar, what? throwin like head rock in bars
Men flock to where we are, cause its the place to be
Grab my paint, jump on stage and deface emcees
We sell our souls like spawn and come for the drone I sit upon
Freestyle or written songs so we can get it on!
Going back and forth, fallin back, all across the track
Passin the mics like quarterbacks
Of course its phat, get off of that!
Reverse psychology got em scared to say when s___ is whack
Out of fear of being called a hater, imagine that!
We aint havin that reachin past the star status that you grabbin at
My battle raps blast your a__ back to your natural habitat
So floss, cause what it costs aint worth it to me
Cause Im the one these spice girl emcees wannabe
But they cant, aint no points forever, so why bother?
Cause your girl calls my name out like clarence carter
Clarence carter, clarence carter!
(I be strokin, thats what I be doin)
Aiyyo, as we rock harder
And always drop the bonified head nodders
Aiyyo, later for the hater-players
Yo-yo, yo-yo, later for these hater-players

Chorus

Blackstar keeps shining

Chorus

Blackstar keeps shining