Hater Players

[Talib Kweli]<br>Yes..<br>Every day somebody ask me where all the real MC`s is at?<br>They underground<br>There`s mad talented cats underground with that raw shit<br>Yaknowwhat`msayin? Bringin them raw skills<br>YaknowwhatI`m sayin? <br>Really, to me..<br><br>It`s a Small Wonder, like Vicki, why I`m picky<br>These niggas suck like hickies<br>and still get the shit they slip in like Mickies<br>I`m sick of the hater-players, bring on the regulators<br>With the flavors like a farm team fucking with the majors<br>Like a river how I run through it, I do it so cold<br>Freezin up your bodily fluids, your style is old<br>You runnin your mouth, but don`t really know what you be talkin about<br>You should retire, get that complimentary watch, be out!<br>Yo, with the quickness, so swift you miss this lyrical fitness<br>Now get this, these emcees wanna test me like litmus, bear witness<br>I`m like shot clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots<br>My point is, your flow can stop!<br>By all means, you need more practice, take that ass home<br>Everybody lookin at you, fish tank syndrome<br>In full effect, I stay catchin lyrical rep<br>And keep it blacker than the back of your neck<br>What you expect, that shit`s hollerin<br>Cause we developin the followin<br>Gettin played like stone love tapes and dollar vans<br>Order reverse your universe so your demise is first<br>Before your rise it gets worse<br>You need a night nurse like Gregory<br>Beggin me - stop it hurts! - is what you say to me<br>Like that`s supposed to mean somethin?<br>You the one I seen frontin in the club<br>Your act I don`t buy it, I got the dub<br>Come on everybody, come on just show your love<br>Come on everybody, come on just show your love<br>Come on everybody, come on just show your love<br>Come on everybody, come on just show your love<br>Come on everybody, come on just show your love<br><br>Chorus: *chanted in background*<br><br>Wo-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-uh-oh *repeated 4X*<br><br>[Mos Def]<br>Visions occupy my synaptic space<br>Command and shake, to illustrate my mind`s landscape<br>The tall grass, the low plains, the mountanous ridges<br>Thickets among the forests, rivers beneath the bridges<br>Presence of hilltops, lit up with tree tops<br>Eavesdrop; and hear the incline of sunshine, nine<br>Stones in orbit, refuse to forfeit<br>They all form a cipher, and they came to observe it<br>I follow suit, and face it, embrace it<br>Shinin bright, but still I`m careful not to waste it<br>Destined to rise, because I`m basement adjacent<br>Spirit is still so just chill and be patient<br>Some heads approach like I`m the one to base with<br>Clowns about to scream and shout but don`t say shh..<br>I ain`t your student so I ain`t to be tested<br>I`m majestic, I represent my strength without effort<br>My, method is unorthodox, but of course it rocks<br>My serious synopsis will drop kick, my topics<br>run the gauntlets and galvanize the audience<br>I must represent, I don`t come off with no corniness<br>It`s all luminary, despite commentary<br>Some people say, Mos how you get so?<br>My sign will make you jump around like calypso<br>And, murmur to yourself like a schizo<br>There ain`t no bottom on the ???<br><br>Chorus<br><br>[Talib Kweli]<br>Come on, come on, come on, come on<br>Here we go. Blackstar, hop on the Blackstar line<br>We bout to take y`all home. <br>YaknowwhatImean? Here we go...<br><br>We got all markets on lock<br>From meat to stock<br>Blackstar, what? throwin like head rock in bars<br>Men flock to where we are, cause its the place to be<br>Grab my paint, jump on stage and deface emcees<br>We sell our souls like Spawn and come for the drone I sit upon<br>Freestyle or written songs so we can get it on!<br>Going back and forth, fallin back, all across the track<br>Passin the mic`s like quarterbacks<br>of course its phat, get off of that!<br>Reverse psychology got em scared to say when shit is whack<br>out of fear of being called a hater, imagine that!<br>We ain`t havin that reachin past the star status that you grabbin at<br>My battle raps blast your ass back to your natural habitat<br>So floss, cause what it costs ain`t worth it to me<br>Cause I`m the one these Spice Girl emcees Wannabe<br>But they can`t, ain`t no points forever, so why bother?<br>Cause your girl calls my name out like Clarence Carter<br>Clarence Carter, Clarence Carter!<br>(I be strokin, that`s what I be doin)<br>Aiyyo, as we rock harder<br>And always drop the bonified head nodders<br>Aiyyo, later for the hater-players<br>Yo-yo, yo-yo, later for these hater-players<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Blackstar keeps shining<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Blackstar keeps shining