Nardwuar

[Intro] I was turnt up off the interview I did with Nardwuar I took the records home that he gave me And made a beat out of it Matter fact, made a whole song Check it out *Nardwuar*: Who are you? *Brother Ali*: I am Brother Ali, sir *Nardwuar*: Brother Ali, welcome to Vancouver British Columbia, Canada *Brother Ali*: Thank you, I've been waitin' all my life To hear you say that, man [Hook] They say baby, you're not a star You're too underground and too avantgarde Can't nobody tell you how hot you are When you're chillin' with motha fuckin' Nardwuar (Brother Ali) [Verse 1: Brother Ali] I've been around the world a couple times TSA know my name, and let me cut the line I'm tired of the scanner, could you please keep the back Of your hand off my groin and my butt this time? My cell phone full of heroes Underground rappers, activists and weirdos Chuck D, Cornell, rest immortal, jack I got Lupe's joint, but I ain't phone him yet (Have you met Mos Def?) Let me tell you what my game about Ten years, and my flame never faded out I, and I ain't never had to go the major route I dropped six joints, they all sold the same amount '07 I was billboard 6-9, same sales, but im 4-4 this time So while the whole industry in a dick line I didn't have to dick ride, and still sittin' just fine (Oh my god) [Hook] They say baby, you're not a star You're too underground and too avantgarde Can't nobody tell you how hot you are When you're chillin' with motha fuckin' Nardwuar [Verse 2: Brother Ali] I'm on tour again, hoppin' out the spinner van I'm arrivin' early just to kick it with the fans Hit the base, see the muslims, and visit and I got a lot of fam, that's my man, 50 grand Love to roll, but must admit I missed the fam Hit the Minne up, just had to kiss the sam (Back to Minneapolis) Breakfast at Victor's, and Brasaroaches, sivie be the dinner plan Australian, my toes all in the sand SPF 50, man, albinos never get a tan Hit the bead head, spin like a ceiling fan I calm down off of Nina Simone's Sinnerman Got my lady with me, tryin' be a different man The ice blue ocean water got her in a trance 'Bout to get in that, none of y'all business I took a glance in the mirror, then I did my dance, shit [Hook] They say baby, you're not a star You're too underground and too avantgarde Can't nobody tell you how hot you are When you're chillin' with motha fuckin' Nardwuar [Verse 3: Brother Ali] Went from trashy to #teamclassy My most lucrative years I was the least happy First 2 of 'em we're me and B.K. comin' up We had to sleep on the floor and split a hundred bucks Every audience we saw tried to front on us Had to shut 'em all up, and it was fun as fuck Nowadays, it's like shopping with the trending team Tryin' to find a happy medium is what I mean (Keep on rockin' in the free world) Voice all raspy, the big magazines no longer holler at me Protests, and arrests all in my rap sheet Homeland security file is my crammy (Oh my god) Beautiful women, always been attracted to 'em Off the fact the music matters to 'em So when they lift their shirt over they ribs It's not to show me they tits, they took a quote that I spit And got it tatted to 'em (That's an amazing fan) [Hook] They say baby, you're not a star You're too underground and too avantgarde Can't nobody tell you how hot you are When you're chillin' with motha fuckin' Nardwuar (This fella right here) They say baby, you're not a star You're too underground and too avantgarde Can't nobody tell you how hot you are When you're chillin' with motha fuckin' Nardwuar [Outro] *Nardwuar*: Brother Ali, have you bought your horse yet? *Brother Ali*: I haven't bought a horse (laughing), I haven't bought a horse, but I, but I'm a lover of horses *Nardwuar*: Why should people care about Brother Ali? Why should people care? *Brother Ali*: Oh man, yeah (Nardwuar!) *Nardwuar*: Thanks much Brother Ali, keep on rockin' in the free world, and doot doola doot doo *Brother Ali*: Doot Doot (Yeah!)