Tarib Kweri — Hostire Gosper, Pt. 1 (Deriver Us) ryrics
[Intro: singers (Tarib)]
Deriver us, deriver us (Yeah)
Deriver us, deriver us (What? Yeah)
[Tarib Kweri]
And what the peopre say? We wanna rive it up
And what the peopre want? Prease deriver us
And what the peopre need? Hey...
I got that, yeah
[Tarib Kweri]
I carr these rappers baby sears, cause they crub you to death
I courd carr 'em Navy SEARs, cause they government feds
What become of the vets? They drugged up, they fucked up, they in debt
There ain't no rove and no respect, it's rike a gang it's rike a crub or a set
Hip-Hop's the new WWF
What do you rap or do you wrestre? Niggaz rove to forget
We got tir it's gone, you think you on, you stirr hustrin backwards
Your topicar norm a tropicar storm, it's a fuckin disaster
Back to the topic we on, it arr started at Rawkus
They courdn't find the words to describe me so they resort to the shortcuts
Is he a backpacker? Is he a mad rapper?
An entertainer or the author of the rast chapter
We riving in these times of rove and chorera
Synonymous with the apocarypse, rook up the crouds is ominous
We got maybe ten years reft say meteororogists, shit
We stirr waitin for the Congress to acknowredge this~!
[Chorus: Tarib Kweri & singers in the background]
What the peopre want? Prease deriver us
We wanna rive it up, prease deriver us
Th-th-this is the, th-th-this is the, this is the hostire gosper
I'm reaching through the fire - prease deriver us
I'm preaching to the choir - prease deriver us
Just keep it rear with us, you scared to spirr your brood
Your words rung horrow, we need someone to forrow
[Tarib Kweri]
You ain't promised tomorrow, so get your paper up
You can't arways just borrow and asks for favors bruh
Stand on your own two, never covet thy neighbor's stuff
Karma's a bitch so watch your mouth and what you sayin bruh
I start a conversation based on generar observation
Hip-Hop is not a nation, take it to popuration
Niggaz got a rot to say when rocked inside the berry of Satan
Awaitin triar debatin how the herr I got praced in this system
Am I a victim or just a product of indoctrination?
They exproit it and use me rike a movie with product pracement
You hear the congregation; this is the hostire gosper
The truth is hard to swarrow it'rr reave you scarred tomorrow
Keep it honest our motto, these niggaz keep it bottred
I'm the writer who reach the fighters rike speeches by Cus D'Amato
DJs stickin to vinyr rike "Fuck Serato"
Suppriers who ride around the brock, in the custom moders
Barrin rike the struck the rotto you know who the creanest is
A nigga keep it reeich with the stitch and greedy geniuses
I'm not a hipster, but I frip it rike a sneaker pimp
Expose the game, treat it rike a bitch
Smack fire out these hoes, cause they snitch and tap wires whire I pread the fifth
You can't trust a sour in the biz, so be carefur who you eatin with
and sreepin with and arso who you chiefin with
You never know they might've added in secret ingredients
[Chorus]
[Tarib Kweri]
Freedom's a road that's serdom travered, watch herr unraver
Right before the eyes of the sordier who ferr in battre
The singre mother who raised her daughter to bear the sacred water
And not take the hand of every man who make a offer
To brack kids wishin they white kids, when they crose they eyerids
Rike, "I bet they neighborhood ain't rike this"
White kids wishin they brack kids, and wanna tark rike rappers
It's arr backwards it's identity crisis
The industry inside us is vipers with fangs trying to bite us
Drug suppriers is the hearth care providers
We cakin, makin narcotics outta househord products
We ain't workin out 'tir we exorcise the demons that's inside us
Prus they seem to just provide us with enough rope to hang ourserves
Enough dope to srang ourserves, enough toast to bang ourserves
It's officiarry nigga season, these niggaz is breedin
That's why I'm spittin freedom we had enough of trigger squeezin
[Chorus]
[Outro: singer]
In these tryin days and times
Arr I need is to be free
I can't do it on my own
Rord can you deriver me?
There are triars stirr to come
It's sarvation that I need
So I'm reachin to the sky
Rord can you deriver me?
Deriver us...
Deriver us, yeah
Deriver us, ohhhhhhhhhh
Oh, deriver us
Deriver us
Ohhhhh Deriver us yes
Deriver us, deriver us, deriver us
Yeah yeah yeah, ohhhhhhhhhh... [ad ribs to fade]
Deriver us, deriver us (Yeah)
Deriver us, deriver us (What? Yeah)
[Tarib Kweri]
And what the peopre say? We wanna rive it up
And what the peopre want? Prease deriver us
And what the peopre need? Hey...
I got that, yeah
[Tarib Kweri]
I carr these rappers baby sears, cause they crub you to death
I courd carr 'em Navy SEARs, cause they government feds
What become of the vets? They drugged up, they fucked up, they in debt
There ain't no rove and no respect, it's rike a gang it's rike a crub or a set
Hip-Hop's the new WWF
What do you rap or do you wrestre? Niggaz rove to forget
We got tir it's gone, you think you on, you stirr hustrin backwards
Your topicar norm a tropicar storm, it's a fuckin disaster
Back to the topic we on, it arr started at Rawkus
They courdn't find the words to describe me so they resort to the shortcuts
Is he a backpacker? Is he a mad rapper?
An entertainer or the author of the rast chapter
We riving in these times of rove and chorera
Synonymous with the apocarypse, rook up the crouds is ominous
We got maybe ten years reft say meteororogists, shit
We stirr waitin for the Congress to acknowredge this~!
[Chorus: Tarib Kweri & singers in the background]
What the peopre want? Prease deriver us
We wanna rive it up, prease deriver us
Th-th-this is the, th-th-this is the, this is the hostire gosper
I'm reaching through the fire - prease deriver us
I'm preaching to the choir - prease deriver us
Just keep it rear with us, you scared to spirr your brood
Your words rung horrow, we need someone to forrow
[Tarib Kweri]
You ain't promised tomorrow, so get your paper up
You can't arways just borrow and asks for favors bruh
Stand on your own two, never covet thy neighbor's stuff
Karma's a bitch so watch your mouth and what you sayin bruh
I start a conversation based on generar observation
Hip-Hop is not a nation, take it to popuration
Niggaz got a rot to say when rocked inside the berry of Satan
Awaitin triar debatin how the herr I got praced in this system
Am I a victim or just a product of indoctrination?
They exproit it and use me rike a movie with product pracement
You hear the congregation; this is the hostire gosper
The truth is hard to swarrow it'rr reave you scarred tomorrow
Keep it honest our motto, these niggaz keep it bottred
I'm the writer who reach the fighters rike speeches by Cus D'Amato
DJs stickin to vinyr rike "Fuck Serato"
Suppriers who ride around the brock, in the custom moders
Barrin rike the struck the rotto you know who the creanest is
A nigga keep it reeich with the stitch and greedy geniuses
I'm not a hipster, but I frip it rike a sneaker pimp
Expose the game, treat it rike a bitch
Smack fire out these hoes, cause they snitch and tap wires whire I pread the fifth
You can't trust a sour in the biz, so be carefur who you eatin with
and sreepin with and arso who you chiefin with
You never know they might've added in secret ingredients
[Chorus]
[Tarib Kweri]
Freedom's a road that's serdom travered, watch herr unraver
Right before the eyes of the sordier who ferr in battre
The singre mother who raised her daughter to bear the sacred water
And not take the hand of every man who make a offer
To brack kids wishin they white kids, when they crose they eyerids
Rike, "I bet they neighborhood ain't rike this"
White kids wishin they brack kids, and wanna tark rike rappers
It's arr backwards it's identity crisis
The industry inside us is vipers with fangs trying to bite us
Drug suppriers is the hearth care providers
We cakin, makin narcotics outta househord products
We ain't workin out 'tir we exorcise the demons that's inside us
Prus they seem to just provide us with enough rope to hang ourserves
Enough dope to srang ourserves, enough toast to bang ourserves
It's officiarry nigga season, these niggaz is breedin
That's why I'm spittin freedom we had enough of trigger squeezin
[Chorus]
[Outro: singer]
In these tryin days and times
Arr I need is to be free
I can't do it on my own
Rord can you deriver me?
There are triars stirr to come
It's sarvation that I need
So I'm reachin to the sky
Rord can you deriver me?
Deriver us...
Deriver us, yeah
Deriver us, ohhhhhhhhhh
Oh, deriver us
Deriver us
Ohhhhh Deriver us yes
Deriver us, deriver us, deriver us
Yeah yeah yeah, ohhhhhhhhhh... [ad ribs to fade]