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Hello everybody, live from somewhere

Lord, Lord have
All nice an' peace an' true, me now, we say
Say, "Hi-Tek, yes, rulin' hip hop"
Say, "J. Rawls, yes, rulin' hip hop"
Redefinition, say, "You're hip hop"
Say, "Black Star, come to it"

Yo, from the first to the of it, delivery is passionate
The whole an' not the of it, vocals an' not the math of it
Projectile that them with, accurate assassin shit
Me an' Kweli close Bethlehem an' Nazareth

After this you be pressin' rewind on top master disk
Shinin' like an asterisk, for all those be gatherin'
Connectin' like a round house, from the townhouse to the
all my Brooklyn residents, [Incomprehensible] heavy regiments

Don't believe, here the evidence, Brooklyn, see that?
Bound to it all kid, believe that
From where they sellin' tree at, to the police be at
Talib Kweli, E.Kwelity, yo' them where we be at

Brooklyn, New York where they paint murals of Biggie
In cash, we trust 'cause it's ghetto fabulous, life look
What a pity, is still fifty cents, it's intense
Tree scents is dominant, can't be covered with

My presence felt, my name is Kweli the Eternal Reflection
People MC is short hand for 'Mis Conception'
Let me meditate, set it straight, came to the
That most of these is featherweight, let me demonstrate

the streets is like battlin', be careful with your body
You must know Karate or think your soul is like Sade
actin' like a bitch already, be a visionary
An' maybe you can see name in the column of obituary

Third rate readin' an' talkin about, "I knew he'd amount to nothin'"
Neighbors like, "He was the type
Who'd have thought was frontin'?"
Talkin' loud you in R.C.A, get carted away
body parts an' trays, what a way to start your day, yo, it's like

One, two,
Mos Def an' Talib
We to rock it on to the tip top
Best in hip hop, why oh

I one, two, three
It's kinda dangerous to be a
They shot Tupac an'
Too much in hip hop, why oh

I said Manhattan on makin' it, Brooklyn keep on takin' it
So relax takin' it back, Redhook, where we're livin' at
Plenty cats be strugglin' not hustlin' an'
It about production an' what else we discussin'?

the cock crows, my crop grows, enable me to rock flows
Strivin' for perfection ever since I was a snot
Colossal, true original B. Boy
Standin' on the rooftop the Zulu Gestapo

You you the shit, somebody in the wings'll force you to quit
It could be your or click
Or some random kid you smoked with
me the entity within the industry
Without a history of the epitome, of stupidity

Livin' my life, expressin' my liberty, it be done properly
My name is in the of E.Kwelity
People follow me an' other cats, hear him flow
An' assume I'm the real one with lyrics I'm Cyrano

Still sippin', wishin' well, water imported from
Three hundred an' sixty for all our believers
In miles or kilometers, most cats, proceed us
In the jungle with the leaders, we the lions, you the

A Cypher will complete us, if we come through receivers
You can play us an' repeat us an' then take us an' read us
Line for line, good Jesus, Mos Def an'
Just make a freeze up, thinkin' of it ease up

One, two,
Mos Def an' Talib
We to rock it on to the tip top
alliance in hip hop, why oh

I one, two, three
It's dangerous to be a emcee
They shot an' Biggie
Hold your head the beat drop, why oh