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Yeah, you pronounce my name (Kweli), any
I bring many blessings with my man Hi-Tek and he from the (Natti)
We the sky crack, feel the fly track
Get your hands up like a
in the air for (Kweli), keep 'em there like
Natural or smoke when they spliffs lit
It's a (party), they ask me what I'm writin for
I'm writin to show you what we for
Say Taleeb or Talib (Kweli), if it's hard try spellin it
If not just let it be like Nina Simone
You probably (ably) listen B
Even when we suffer losses I count the
it's far and between I'm sad to say
It got my brain crowded like on a Saturday
I my son wept cause his dad's away
Stop cryin be strong for momma is what I had to say

To my little man Amani (mani)
Start the party, my crew hot feel two shots
Like the blast a double barrel shottie (shottie)
got to be, your man Hi-Tek and Kweli
Who make you rock your (body)
Start the party, my crew hot feel two shots
Like the blast from a barrel shottie (shottie)
It's got to be, your man Hi-Tek and

I when it all started
Back in the day when me and moms parted
Hi-Tek the beginnin I stayed advanced
A young chameleon, to any circumstance
Peep game nigga never been a lazy
Stayed on my concentrate to get the paper bigger
focused, while other cats stay hopeless
While niggas stay high I lower
Stacking my to get a foreclosure
This shit over
Going for the gusto, getting that provo
It's (and Kweli) on the track like Flo Jo
Bet you ain't even I had flow though

Yo, make you rock your (body)
Start the party, my crew hot feel these two
Like the blast a double barrel shottie (shottie)
got to be, your man Hi-Tek and Kweli

Keep on dancing, ya gotta on dancing