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Yeah, you my name (Kweli), any questions?
I bring many blessings my man Hi-Tek and he from the Natti (Natti)
We make the sky crack, the fly track
Get hands up like a hijack
Fist in the air for (Kweli), keep 'em there
Natural mystic or smoke 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 hard try spellin it phonetically
If not just let it be like Nina Simone
You probably (ably) listen B
Even when we suffer losses I count the
Sometimes it's far and I'm sad to say
It got my crowded like sunset on a Saturday
I know my son wept cause his dad's
Stop cryin be strong for your momma is I had to say

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

I when it all started
Back in the day when me and first 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
Stay focused, while other cats stay
While niggas stay high I stay
my chips to get a foreclosure
This shit ain't
Going for the gusto, keep that provo
It's Hi-Tek (and Kweli) on the like Flo Jo
Bet you even know I had flow though

Yo, make you rock body (body)
Start the party, my hot feel these two shots
the blast from a double barrel shottie (shottie)
It's got to be, your man and Kweli

Keep on dancing, ya gotta keep on