This the year of the Talib Kweli, Kwame, go
Yeah, niggas listen Back in the days we all to listen Now shit is so wack, nobody To that hip hop, yo, listen
Ladies and gentlemen, get ready, I come 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 don't panic, you can't function if you livin' in Pay attention, you gotta to hear
Wait a minute, who the fuck you talkin' to? Put you on hold, get a to walk you through Kweli, the flow captain of fast and rappin' I'm so crackin', you ain't heard? Ya shit appear closed captions
King of the and I'm goin' hard pause All my confidence comes from knowin' God's Bangin' on the system, my kinda war Loud as a whisper, as a lion's roar
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, it's for ya spirit so But hear me though
Get up, get it and get involved a little something that I wanna spit for y'all I I wanna 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 really hear me though I spit clearly so it's live stereo
To heart while it's beatin' in ya chest When you speakin' to execs and see behind the desk To ya spirit, nothing than the flesh So while you try to keep it fresh, you gettin' deeper into
Real hip hop is from the shelf Yup, what you felt when you listen to yaself Only a few is makin' that's spinnin' So before you ya hard earned spinach
Ladies and gentlemen, get ready, I come Kweli and I'm bangin' on ya eardrum I I wanna feel you Now lemme get up in it, it's for ya so But hear me though
Get up, get it and get involved There's a little that I wanna spit for y'all I I wanna feel you Now lemme get up in it, wait, wait, wait,
You love the sounds comin' out your I spit like a nine millimeter The youth today, they at the teachers ain't down with no leaders They wanna wait just a minute
like, "What? Nigga, wait right there" I got 'Reservoir Dogs', you'll be missin' a ear Get it clear, I figure it's my I'm makin' appearances and niggas 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, here I Kweli and I'm bangin' on ya eardrum I think I feel you Now lemme get up in it, it's for ya so But hear me though
Get up, get it and get involved There's a something that I wanna spit for y'all I think I feel you Now lemme get up in it, wait, wait, wait,
Yo, don't it so good to you? the return of the greatest, y'all Talib Kweli, BlackSmith is the movement, BlackSmith is the
Whatchu ridin' livin' for? Whatchu for? I I wanna feel you on ya eardrum, yeah
Wait now, wait now, now for a minute Wait now, now, wait now for a minute