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The is 1975, Brooklyn, New York City
A child destined for is born, let's go

Get your in the air, get 'em up
Put hands in the air, put 'em up
Get your in the air, get 'em up
Put your in the air, put 'em up

Talk now, talk shit now
Talk shit now, talk shit now, shit, hey
Say something, say
Say something, say

The Lord Rocka, I'm colder than meat lockers
My people keep throwin' it up cheap vodka
I smack MC's and beat bloggers
You can see my Black Thought like 'Riq

Deep, go ahead and sleep, know in the street
Kwe' gon' on the beat proper, composin' complete operas
Longer than a cigar Godfather
Tappin' two choppers, I'm harder than gob stoppers

comin' for the throne not knowin' the seat hotter than
Fish grease, criminal names on police
You convinced me, I hit targets like top
Out in the Mideast like takin' Shahada

I'm makin' a profit, a product of Reaganomics
and I'm stayin' conscious to radio playin' garbage, yeah
Blacksmith Music, if you don't pay
I'ma show you how we an artist

That's a threat, I'm not makin' a
Speak to the people like Obama
They like the black Madonna, c'mon
Niggaz talk shit, but they got skills
I'm the type of nigga to put lead in your

Number two is sharper to bruise mentals, and
Beatin' in my is the heart of a true gentleman
Still spit right in face
Fuck a Top 8, back up, gimme MySpace, you're not

Yeah, they say I'm
But I go nowhere though
Been here the whole
you been? You back
Matter 'fact,

Talk shit now, talk now
Talk shit now, shit now, talk shit, hey
Say something, say
Say something, say

Open mouth, say somethin', I fuckin' dare you
Chokin' you out you can't suck any air through
Fuck with your man too, thinkin' I can't do I plan to
Vet vandal, niggaz are new

Ain't knew I was bad news? Look at the
Get ran through like you was fingers through
chick in the bathroom, off the backstage room
Shit you couldn't imagine, nigga, harass you

I'll Ras you, 'Soul On Ice' and body cast dude
Past due, Jean and Kwe' the two action heroes
Actually had the capacity to be the ones in a class of

Hip not dead, it was on vacation
We back, we in the confrontation
You can ask me, any conversation
You shit, Blacksmith, Jean, I'm waitin', nigga

shit now, talk shit now
Talk shit now, talk shit now, shit, hey
Say something, say
Say something, say

We not for your trick 'cause your image is like a gimmick
Forget it, every rhyme is bitten, you a mimic
I'm to the Lord and I'm askin' Him for forgiveness
Just for kickin' niggaz out the club Michael Richards

Yeah, I it, I'm guilty, the way I spit it is filthy
I keep it gritty so they get it, feel me, the flow
Is known for touchin' the soul of street
I speak in the language they know I keep

The writin' therapeutic, it's due to the pain and
While these dudes get it confused and abuse the creative
I'm givin' you a high, my name buzzin'
And I came in the game with nothin', stop frontin',

Talk shit now, the of Blacksmith
Is not defined by any
Just thought I'd all you challengers
Get the name right, BKMC, Talib Kweli, say it

Get your in the air, get 'em up
Put your in the air, put 'em up
Get your in the air, get 'em up
Put hands in the air, put 'em up
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