What It Do Madlib (Ft. Talib Kweli)

[Intro: Talib Kweli]
Yes
Yes!
You already know what it is
Feel it coming
Send it out to, send it out to
Send it out to, send it out to

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
Some of them wanna front like Kweli ain't sonning them
Running them, I'm done with them cos I'm nicer than every one of them
Some of them hesitate and then their reputation crumbling
You look and you catch me out in Brooklyn on foot on the cumbling
Some of them is informers when they on the corner bubbling
Hustling, politicin' like a Democrat Republican
Some of them independent, and the streets be lovin' them
Some of them label whores and dependent on the budget
Someone do it for the love
I get mad frustrated because some of them just do it for the club
Some of them just do it for the dough and be like
"If you ain’t doing it for the dough, then what you doing it fo'?"
Some of them really got skills
But still really got bills, and realize this game really not real, it's ill
Some of them think you gotta rap about things you don't do
And tell lies like some of them do