This the year of the Kweli, Kwame, let's go
Yeah, niggas don't in the days we all used to listen Now shit is so wack, nobody To that real hip hop, yo,
Ladies and gentlemen, get ready, here I Kweli and I'm bangin' on ya eardrum I think I wanna you Now get up in it, wait, wait, wait, wait
Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me ya Stop 'cause the ending is near But panic, you can't function if you livin' in fear Pay attention, you gotta listen to
Wait just a minute, who the fuck you to? Put you on hold, get a specialist to you through Kweli, the captain of fast and slow rappin' I'm so crackin', you heard? Ya shit appear like closed captions
King of the bars and I'm goin' pause All my confidence comes from God's Laws Bangin' on the system, my kinda war Loud as a whisper, quiet as a lion's
and gentlemen, get ready, here I come Talib Kweli and I'm on ya eardrum I think I wanna you Now get up in it, it's for ya spirit so But y'all me though
Get up, get into it and get There's a little something I wanna spit for y'all I think I feel you Now lemme get up in it, wait, wait, wait,
Get it now, get it fast, get it Get it big, get it locked, get it done, get it I think I feel you But you don't hear me though I spit so it's live outcha stereo
To your heart while it's beatin' in ya When you speakin' to and they see behind the desk To ya spirit, nothing than the flesh So while you try to keep it fresh, you gettin' deeper debt
Real hip hop is missin' from the Yup, it's what you when you listen to yaself Only a few is makin' cuts spinnin' So before you spend ya hard earned
Ladies and gentlemen, get ready, here I Talib Kweli and I'm on ya eardrum I I wanna feel you Now get up in it, it's for ya spirit so But y'all me though
Get up, get it and get involved There's a little something I wanna spit for y'all I think I wanna you Now get up in it, wait, wait, wait, wait
You the sounds comin' out your speaker I spit like a nine millimeter The today, they frown at the teachers ain't down with no leaders They don't wait just a minute
They like, "What? Nigga, right there" I got 'Reservoir Dogs', you'll be a right ear Get it clear, I it's my year I'm everywhere makin' appearances and might miss
Hear the word, peep the flow, the cadence you heard as a pro, I'm so amazing Don't front, girl, you it's ya favorite New Kweli, yo, they runnin' out of
Ladies and gentlemen, get ready, I come Talib Kweli and I'm on ya eardrum I think I wanna you Now lemme get up in it, it's for ya so But hear me though
Get up, get into it and get There's a little something that I spit for y'all I think I feel you Now get up in it, wait, wait, wait, wait
Yo, it sound so good to you? It's the of the greatest, y'all Kweli, BKMC BlackSmith is the movement, BlackSmith is the
Whatchu for? Whatchu livin' Whatchu dyin' I think I feel you Bangin' on ya eardrum,
now, wait now, wait now for a minute Wait now, wait now, now for a minute