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[Intro - Talib
7-18 up (c'mon) Talib Kweli, BK MC
it up (yeah)
We 'bout to it low
Baby I got the flow (yeah) to work your abdominal (I'm in)
It's the lava (yeah) strictly A game
Rock it fast, it slow (whoa)
You got to rock it fast, rock it (whoa, whoa)
Rock it fast, it slow (c'mon, yeah)
You gon' rock it fast, it slow (whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah!)

[Talib
rock and roll, black hotter flow
At the end of the black brick road, get it goin yo
don't fuck the shit up, ship it gold
So I could sell like the whole back catalo'
Matta I'm tryin to sell out, concerts and merch' fam
get the story straight accounts first hand (yeah)
That nigga, the crack spitter, the black low
Give you bit of information so
You could know what you see when your time to go
The diamond flow cut glass, crack binary
kinda slow, you need a new career (yeah)
You're kinda old, you to hang the mic up on the wall like a souvenir
blame the mangers, "Be All You Can Be"
Join the Army Canibus, niggaz avoidin me
like the draft and run to Canada, flash a camera
when his girl asked me to dance with her - so we gon'

(Hop to the beat and stop) Yeah, drop it low
Baby I got the flow to your abdominal
(Ladies I know I get hot) Like flow
the A game, rock it fast, rock it slow
(Hop to the and then stop) Yeah, drop it low
Baby I got the flow to work your
(Ladies I know I get hot) Like flow
Strictly the A game, it fast

[Talib
how we do it all the way live..
I put it down so that I developed a rep (c'mon)
From the punchlines to cave in delicate chest
The can test, let's see how jealousy get
I smell the fear in the air and I tell he was pet'
Kweli - look in my eyes and you could tell I'm a
I wet my throat and get bent a pelican's neck
I make a gentleman's bet with my connect
And got a .9 in my mind you can't metal
I pull it out, put it to your head and from the hip
I fired 13 shots and 2 in the clip (yeah)
I the truth, that's it, I'm not confused one bit (c'mon)
I'm so New York City that I'm abusin your whip
the strip, sunny day sky blue like a Crip (c'mon)
For the rush hour Enuff this in the mix
to six, Amadeus is producin the hits (oh, oh, oh)
To get a screw loose in chick, son she losin her shit (whoa)

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Check me out, yeah, yeah,
Get your ass up on the dance
No we stop, when we in the dance off
Baby whatchu wanna get into?
I wanna get in too, your friends too