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,
Ladies and gentlemen, get ready, I come Kweli and I'm bangin' on ya eardrum I think I hear you Now lemme get up in it, wait, wait, wait,
Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me ya Stop repentin' 'cause the ending is But panic, you can't function if you livin' in fear Pay attention, you gotta listen to
just a minute, who the fuck you talkin' to? Put you on hold, get a specialist to walk you Kweli, the flow captain of and slow rappin' I'm so crackin', you ain't heard? Ya shit appear closed captions
King of the bars and I'm goin' hard All my confidence from knowin' God's Laws Bangin' on the system, fightin' my war Loud as a whisper, quiet as a roar
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 hear me
Get up, get it and get involved a little something that I wanna spit for y'all I think I wanna 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 I wanna feel you But you don't hear me though I spit clearly so live outcha stereo
To your heart while it's in ya chest When you speakin' to and they see behind the desk To ya spirit, nothing weaker than the So while you try to it fresh, you gettin' deeper into debt
Real hip hop is from the shelf Yup, it's what you felt you listen to yaself Only a few is makin' cuts that's So before you spend ya earned spinach
Ladies and gentlemen, get ready, I come Talib and I'm bangin' on ya eardrum I I wanna feel you Now get up in it, it's for ya spirit so But hear 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 rounds like a millimeter The today, they frown at the teachers They ain't with no leaders They don't wait just a minute
like, "What? Nigga, wait right there" I got 'Reservoir Dogs', be missin' a right ear Get it clear, I it's my year I'm everywhere makin' appearances and niggas might
the word, peep the flow, check the cadence What you heard as a pro, I'm so front, girl, you know it's ya favorite New Kweli, yo, they runnin' out of
Ladies and gentlemen, get ready, here I Talib Kweli and I'm bangin' on ya I think I wanna you Now lemme get up in it, for ya spirit so But y'all me though
Get up, get it and get involved There's a little something that I wanna spit for I think I wanna you Now get up in it, wait, wait, wait, wait
Yo, don't it sound so to you? It's the of the greatest, y'all Kweli, BKMC BlackSmith is the movement, is the music
Whatchu ridin' Whatchu livin' dyin' for? I think I feel you on ya eardrum, yeah
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