So Hood Lyrics

[Intro: Talib Kweli] Beautiful Mixtape [Ghostface Killah] Don't get the flow mixed up, this is uncut raw You can cook it in your spoon, that's what your lighter's for And the aroma are set to move the right tone up And your girl, I really wanna ice tone her Don't get made of she like rappers I'm be an MC who like Bergundy, and ?he man perty? Look young in his face, and he over thirty Giving out Hancocks, like my name was Herbie Survived from a fucked up past, set my bed where the springs reside Now they ask what my rings about This is Ghost, God type man only, stay true You disagree, well then fuck you I don't gotta say jack to you I got alot of metal that rat for you And if I point it your way, he gon clap for you Body something mad terrible, you know how them ratchets do Extra caskets and church classics, blowing an ill dust joint At your wake as I drive past it, now that's murder 2004 blood further dick, you ain't that big cus you ain't never heard of Or brought up in any combo, Benny Blanco your style will get your face picked off And your nose ripped off, you fake niggas don't understand This is Theodore, we gon blow like a hundred fans [Talib Kweli] New York will test you, try to get you, don't be scared about it It'll carress you and molest you, but don;t be weird about it Don't wear your heart on your sleeve and dare to come here without it You bout it, then let it flow out like tears of fear shouted Ain't no kick the can, chutes and ladders and candyland Mothers survive their sons, trying to be a family man Out to there like hand to hand, walkers, bikers and camel stands In order to tell my man for man, here, you need a manogram Patrol, substance for nothing to blame the manners on Up at the crack of dawn, heard the word and your path is on Still working for nothing, abandon your dreams Now they touting, torn to peices, headin on the ground that we walking on Same ground around the body police took chalk upon Your name on the radio familiar, police are talking on Do what you gotta do to eat, and keep the heat from off the arms Sometimes you gotta compromise what you don brought upon The most exciting lyrics Kweli and Ghost is writing Psychosis leading to excessive and hopeless biting There's no denying your ho is eyeing, the flow is iron, the bottom of the sea By the color of the pea, the muthafucking, most gutter MC Dropped out of school at eighteen With a dream and started running the streets Keep the reciepts, don't need your college degree Because my lyrics earm me honorary PHDs, yeah [Chorus 2X: Talib Kweli] People ask my why I keep it so hood And I simply reply, it feels so good We hit your ears in ways you ain't know the flow could And make your momma say boy, you up to no goodTalib Kweli f/ Ghostface Killah - So Hood - http://motolyrics.com/talib-kweli-f-ghostface-killah/so-hood-lyrics.html