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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