Lyric discussion by patreezy 

Talib Kweli: I can't believe this nigga use my name for pickin up dimes but Nevermind, I need some tracks you tryin to pull tracks out And my rhymes is fittin to blow you tryin to blow back south Well ok, you twisted my arm, I'll asist with the charm, aiyyo Ain't you meet that chick at that conference wit ya mom's? Her sister's the bomb, but she got the boujI behavior Always got somethin to say like a okay playa hater Anyways, I don't usually fuck with the internet With chicks with birth controls stuck to they arm like Nicorette You really fuckin that much, or tryin to get off cigarettes And she think it's fly, she ain't met a real nigga yet I appoligize if I come off a little inconsiderate I got the bubba kush and sister can get a hit of it

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