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This the of the BlackSmith
Kweli, Kwame, let's go

Yeah, niggas listen
in the days we all used to listen
Now shit is so wack, listen
To that real hip hop, yo,

and gentlemen, get ready, here I come
Talib and I'm bangin' on ya eardrum
I think I hear you
Now lemme get up in it, wait, wait, wait,

Friends, Romans, Countrymen, me ya ears
Stop repentin' 'cause the ending is
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 like captions

of the bars and I'm goin' hard pause
All my confidence comes from God's Laws
on the system, fightin' my kinda war
Loud as a whisper, quiet as a roar

and gentlemen, get ready, here I come
Talib and I'm bangin' on ya eardrum
I I wanna feel you
Now lemme get up in it, it's for ya so
But y'all hear me

Get up, get it and get involved
a little something that I wanna spit for y'all
I think I feel you
Now get up in it, wait, 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 wanna you
But you really hear me though
I spit clearly so live outcha stereo

To your heart while it's beatin' in ya
When you to execs and they see behind the desk
To ya spirit, nothing than the flesh
So you try to keep it fresh, you gettin' deeper into debt

hip hop is missin' from the shelf
Yup, it's what you felt you listen to yaself
Only a few is makin' cuts spinnin'
So before you spend ya hard earned

Ladies and gentlemen, get ready, I come
Talib Kweli and I'm bangin' on ya
I I wanna feel you
Now lemme get up in it, it's for ya 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 I wanna feel you
Now get up in it, wait, wait, wait, wait

You love the sounds comin' out your
I spit like a nine millimeter
The youth today, frown at the teachers
ain't down with no leaders
They don't wanna wait just a

They like, "What? Nigga, wait 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 niggas might

Hear the word, peep the flow, check the
What you heard as a pro, I'm so
front, girl, you know it's ya favorite
New Kweli, yo, runnin' out of patience

Ladies and gentlemen, get ready, here I
Talib and I'm bangin' on ya eardrum
I think I feel you
Now lemme get up in it, for ya spirit so
But y'all hear me

Get up, get into it and get
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,

Yo, don't it sound so to you?
the return of the greatest, y'all
Talib Kweli,
is the movement, BlackSmith is the music

Whatchu for?
Whatchu for?
Whatchu for?
I think I feel you
on ya eardrum, yeah

Wait now, wait now, now for a minute

Wait now, wait now, wait now for a