Diabolic - IneKwelity (Talib Kweli Diss)

Diabolic fires back at that fuccboi Talib Kweli Itunes: [Intro: Talking] Yo I thought they gave you fair warning, bitch You should’ve listened You know you done fucked up, right Diabolic, ha ha ha [Chorus: Diabolic] One, two, three Rest in peace Talib Kweli Crying like make it stop That shit isn’t hiphop, you ho [Verse: Diabolic] I did some research read your piece it needs work Ain’t medium dot com the place you buy your tee shirts I had a knee jerk reaction while you cry and tremble Petrified not only do you generalize you lie in general Doubting my potential cause my skin is white Shit if writing’s your super power making sense is kryptonite But don’t doubt the fact I’ll show up at your crib tonight And hit you with a right for each thing you wrote I didn’t like Online picking fights ’til Pen and Tech addressed it Not for me they stepped in so this bitch wouldn’t get his head split Then you said if I was sorry you’d apologize Followed by a convo ’bout the boys Bambatta sodomized Do not deny the truth ho you asked for evidence And that’s the precedent you set when Tech was at your residence Now I’m addressing it to fill the part that’s missing And the parts you skipped in all that Kickstarter shit you started kicking Disregard the fiction I’m not the only artist living To fuck a few orders up doesn’t mean they aren’t shipping I’ve given back to this culture and it’s clear The only vultures that appeared circle over your career Yeah you popped off once stock dropped off jump So severe your whole career’s become a sophomore slump Chump I walk through crowded sidewalks in Bedstuy Bump shoulders and knock this punk over just to get by Then I meet Swave Sevah at the back bar At a Black Star show wondering where the fuck the blacks are So how you go on Twitter with the nerve to act hard Your crowd’s the same as one at Talladega watching NASCAR You wack par as far as rhyming to beats You’re too busy finding Kelis to hide behind when there’s beef You’re too busy with the scene telling lies in your tweets If you were real Mr Green you’d do it live in the streets While I’d make sure the prophecy still holds true Stop fronting ain’t dropped something quality since ’02 That’s probably why you feel so obsolete and old school In boat shoes fresh off your shopping spree at Whole Foods You’re like so cool in your French heels and neckerchiefs ’Til I fire cannons out of left field like Cespedes When your homie Niko’s left feeling pressed a bit In LA you do nothing [?] protects the kid That’s my regiment so if I were trying to silence you I would now shut the fuck up here’s what I would do if were you I’d find a crew like mine to squeeze a round at tyrants who Really hold your people down not tweet at clowns to ride for you But that’s too live for you that’s why my record player’s Playing Respiration while every breath you’re taking’s through a respirator Shedding rays of light like neon gas Don’t need Vinia singing to put Kweli on blast Just throw a beat on won’t see Sean you’re beyond trash Dream on I’ll air a smith at your pee on ass Like it’s my theme song Steven’s got them screams on smash Your CD’s for rolling weed on my Nissan dash Now be gone fast quick before the topic’s trending Hashtag the revolution’s not a Twitter war so stop pretending Admit it you’re just immature and condescending Cause we’ve seen the shit before throwing fits when your with Donald Lemon A common ending to any topic of discussion You’re involved with Obnoxious you gossip it’s disgusting Everybody’s a nobody ’til proper introductions Guess what nobody’s bodying your knowledge and instruction Honestly it’s nothing but hang tough don’t forfeit Who am I kidding I just wanna bring up some more shit You say stuff like you should thank us for all this Fine thank you Kweli for bankrupting Rawkus Thanks for generalizing when it generally serves you Exhibit A I didn’t know Remedy Urkel You nerds will twist words and deflect in these circles Scared to look in the mirror cause that reflection’s eternal Step in the lab with that aggression and spaz I’ll shit on you and wipe with the confederate flag Go to Twitter for support the only weapon you have But I don’t care about those kids like Mos Def as a dad Toe tagged if we battle you’ll be dwelling on race I’ll smoke a blunt to the head you’ll take an L to your face Cause to me melanin’s your least relevant trait Before that there’s petty pussy fragile selfish and fake But wait you’re revolutionary right those are just rhymes Cause real revolutionaries fight on the Frontlines So when it comes time for you to die true indeed This tune will be played on boomboxes at your eulogy [Chorus: Diabolic] One, two, three Rest in peace Talib Kweli Crying like make it stop That shit isn’t hiphop, you ho