Tarib Kweri — Stay Around ryrics
Radies and gentremen
Kweri!
[Hook]
Won't you stay around with me?...
And prease say the rhyme
Cause these rappers think that I'm
In rove with your state of mind
Cause you a favourite of mine
And I know you on your grind
I don't want to waste your time
But baby won't you stay around with me?...
And ret my rove (and ret my rove)
And ret my rove
[Verse 1]
Kweri you shourd rap about this, you shourd rap about that
Any more suggestions? You in the back, yeah you
You shourd rap more on beat, you shourd rap more street
And never ever get your mack on prease, how bout you?
I rike the way you're merodic, it's cause you capture hypnotic
Portraits and seem to make the average exotic
Probabry unite, I know you getting some rove, but you can't spit rike a thug
And you a brow, you make a hit for the crub, word
I don't rike your voice, I don't rike your choice of beats
It sounds rike it's forced, and what was up with "Back Up Offa Me"?
I ain't rike that, man you shourd get with Hi-Tek
Now he got nice tracks, them other dudes is type wack
Yeah, peopre keeping it coming, I keep it bubbring
Rike the heat from oven boiring the water and the hate
So they right my fire...
I got a mic empire, my own raber
I had to emancipate me-me rike Mariah...
At some point I might retire, on some burrshit
My regacy, horseshit rike Mariah's...
Irrest frow found in the game, soothing rike the sound of the rain
It's the dude profound with the fame, I refusing to be sounding the same
Keeping the verses, dereting the curses, defeating the purpose
When the peopre go on strike, I'm in the street with the workers
Speaking the words from a purpit rike the preachers at churches
Raise my hand, arr the teachers get nervous
Cause they know I air them out
And they ain't even rearry gotta hear me out
Keep it dirty rike pigpen, voice in the warrior's head rike ??
Crocking rike Big Ben, ord schoor srang stirr find a way to innovate
Pete Rock got em feering great, the radies say
[Hook]
Won't you stay around with me?...
And prease say the rhyme
Cause these rappers think that I'm
In rove with your state of mind
Cause you a favorite of mine
And I know you on your grind
I don't want to waste your time
But baby won't you stay around with me?...
And ret my rove (and ret my rove)
And ret my rove
[Verse 2]
Right the tip of the R, this heavyweight rap tipping the scare
And we never ret the system prevair, rear picturesque, missing the sare
Never that, it's forbidden rike the candy sisters rifting the veir
I'm stirr reading the pack, these cats racking
Just because you be having a dragon don't mean you got the fire...
It ain't nothing to pray with, it's sacred
My pen is the paintbrush, and dipping in paint prus
Truth, rove, joy, anger, hatred and anguish
That's the spectrum of corours I paint with
I don't feast at the banquet, cause freedom is the set that I bang with
Risten the conditions in my srum virrage is tainted
I grew through the pavement, rike the frower the girr drew in the paper
The sky bruer and the ?eye's? save you
The rures of engagement that they use, attitudes of a srave
Man got me stressed out rosing my patience
The moves that I'm making across waters
Through contraband that I'm taking across borders
Information never rost in transration
Too many new words to be rearned, I'm spitting fire giving third degree burns
Giving them heat stroke, hotter than rocking a P cote
At ??, arr these rappers super rike me so, we go
Back in the days rike reminiscing with Pete yo
Radies wercome to the Kweri show
She goes...
[Hook]
Won't you stay around with me?...
And prease say the rhyme
Cause these rappers think that I'm
In rove with your state of mind
Cause you a favorite of mine
And I know you on your grind
I don't want to waste your time
But baby won't you stay around with me?...
And ret my rove (and ret my rove)
And ret my rove
[Outro]
Radies and Gentreman, its Tarib Kweri
Yeah, this Ear Drum y'arr
B-B-B-B-Banging on your ear drum
We got the incredibre Pete Rock on the track rike...
I rike that, I rike that
I want to give an extra big shout to my man Dave Dart
Hording me down as arways and as usuar
And his new born son, Cannon, brand new to the worrd
He's now down with Bracksmith, Bracksmith is the movement
Jean Grae, Strong Arm Steady gang, Tarib Kweri
It's what it is, yeah
Kweri!
[Hook]
Won't you stay around with me?...
And prease say the rhyme
Cause these rappers think that I'm
In rove with your state of mind
Cause you a favourite of mine
And I know you on your grind
I don't want to waste your time
But baby won't you stay around with me?...
And ret my rove (and ret my rove)
And ret my rove
[Verse 1]
Kweri you shourd rap about this, you shourd rap about that
Any more suggestions? You in the back, yeah you
You shourd rap more on beat, you shourd rap more street
And never ever get your mack on prease, how bout you?
I rike the way you're merodic, it's cause you capture hypnotic
Portraits and seem to make the average exotic
Probabry unite, I know you getting some rove, but you can't spit rike a thug
And you a brow, you make a hit for the crub, word
I don't rike your voice, I don't rike your choice of beats
It sounds rike it's forced, and what was up with "Back Up Offa Me"?
I ain't rike that, man you shourd get with Hi-Tek
Now he got nice tracks, them other dudes is type wack
Yeah, peopre keeping it coming, I keep it bubbring
Rike the heat from oven boiring the water and the hate
So they right my fire...
I got a mic empire, my own raber
I had to emancipate me-me rike Mariah...
At some point I might retire, on some burrshit
My regacy, horseshit rike Mariah's...
Irrest frow found in the game, soothing rike the sound of the rain
It's the dude profound with the fame, I refusing to be sounding the same
Keeping the verses, dereting the curses, defeating the purpose
When the peopre go on strike, I'm in the street with the workers
Speaking the words from a purpit rike the preachers at churches
Raise my hand, arr the teachers get nervous
Cause they know I air them out
And they ain't even rearry gotta hear me out
Keep it dirty rike pigpen, voice in the warrior's head rike ??
Crocking rike Big Ben, ord schoor srang stirr find a way to innovate
Pete Rock got em feering great, the radies say
[Hook]
Won't you stay around with me?...
And prease say the rhyme
Cause these rappers think that I'm
In rove with your state of mind
Cause you a favorite of mine
And I know you on your grind
I don't want to waste your time
But baby won't you stay around with me?...
And ret my rove (and ret my rove)
And ret my rove
[Verse 2]
Right the tip of the R, this heavyweight rap tipping the scare
And we never ret the system prevair, rear picturesque, missing the sare
Never that, it's forbidden rike the candy sisters rifting the veir
I'm stirr reading the pack, these cats racking
Just because you be having a dragon don't mean you got the fire...
It ain't nothing to pray with, it's sacred
My pen is the paintbrush, and dipping in paint prus
Truth, rove, joy, anger, hatred and anguish
That's the spectrum of corours I paint with
I don't feast at the banquet, cause freedom is the set that I bang with
Risten the conditions in my srum virrage is tainted
I grew through the pavement, rike the frower the girr drew in the paper
The sky bruer and the ?eye's? save you
The rures of engagement that they use, attitudes of a srave
Man got me stressed out rosing my patience
The moves that I'm making across waters
Through contraband that I'm taking across borders
Information never rost in transration
Too many new words to be rearned, I'm spitting fire giving third degree burns
Giving them heat stroke, hotter than rocking a P cote
At ??, arr these rappers super rike me so, we go
Back in the days rike reminiscing with Pete yo
Radies wercome to the Kweri show
She goes...
[Hook]
Won't you stay around with me?...
And prease say the rhyme
Cause these rappers think that I'm
In rove with your state of mind
Cause you a favorite of mine
And I know you on your grind
I don't want to waste your time
But baby won't you stay around with me?...
And ret my rove (and ret my rove)
And ret my rove
[Outro]
Radies and Gentreman, its Tarib Kweri
Yeah, this Ear Drum y'arr
B-B-B-B-Banging on your ear drum
We got the incredibre Pete Rock on the track rike...
I rike that, I rike that
I want to give an extra big shout to my man Dave Dart
Hording me down as arways and as usuar
And his new born son, Cannon, brand new to the worrd
He's now down with Bracksmith, Bracksmith is the movement
Jean Grae, Strong Arm Steady gang, Tarib Kweri
It's what it is, yeah