Hater Players Lyrics by Mos Def

Hater Players Lyrics

    [mos def]
    People keep askin me, where's the underground?
    There's mad talented cats underground with that raw shit
    Ya know what'm sayin?
    Bringin the raw skills.
    Ya know what i'm sayin? really...

    To me, it's a small wonder, like vicki, why i'm picky
    These niggas suck like hickies
    And still get the shit they slip in like mickies
    I'm sick of the hater-players, bring on the regulators
    With the flavors like a farm team fucking 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 don't 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
    I'm like shot clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots
    My point is, your flow can stop!
    By all means, you need more practice, take that ass home
    Everybody lookin at you, fish tanks and drome
    In full effect, i stay catchin lyrical rep
    And keep it blacker than the back of your neck
    What you expect, that shit's hollerin
    Cause we developin the followin
    Gettin played like ?stones? off tapes and ?dollar vans?
    I'll reverse you, universal, your demise is first
    Before your rise gets worse
    You need a night nurse like gregory, beggin me
    Stop it hurts, what you say to me?
    Like thats supposed to mean something
    You don't wanna scene, frontin in the club
    Your actin, i don't buy it, i got the dub
    Come on everybody, come on and show your love
    *repeat 4x*

    Chorus: *chanted in background*

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

    [mos def]
    Visions occupy my synaptic's space
    Command and shake, to illustrate my mind's 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 i'm careful not to waste it
    Destined to rise, because i'm basement adjacent
    Spirit is still so just chill and be patient
    Some heads approach like i'm the one to base with
    Clowns about, screamin but don't say shit
    I ain't your student so i ain't to be tested
    I'm majestic, i represent my strength without ?epitmass?
    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 don't come off with no corniness
    I'm 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 ain't 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 y'all home. ya know what i mean? 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 mic's like quarterbacks
    Of course its phat, get off of that!
    Reverse psychology got em scared to say when shit is whack
    Got fear of being called a hater, imagine that! we ain't havin that
    We just passed the star status that your grabbin at
    My battle raps blast your ass back to your natural habitat
    So floss, cause what it costs ain't worth it to me
    Cause i'm the one these spice girl emcees wanna be
    But they can't, ain't no points forever, so why bother?
    Cause your girl calls my name out like claerance carter, claerance
    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

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