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(feat. Talib Kweli) |
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[Kweli] |
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You wanna battle, I don't think so |
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Cincinnati are you ready for Kweli |
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It's wanna battle, rock with main flow |
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San Diego, come on |
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Kweli, running through you town |
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Hunting you down |
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Fronting you down |
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This fucking clown |
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Try to come around for a pound |
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White boy with a backpack |
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Overheard talking about how Blackstar was whack |
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Hi-tek tracks was flat, try to give me some dat |
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Said I'm in his top five |
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Emcees he'd love to see perform live |
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He said, Krs was the best, Redman came second |
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He said he liked Super Nat but he don't like his records |
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The Roots was the best live as far as group |
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Mos Def's alright, but what's up with his leather suit |
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I see him on stage singing and doing rock covers |
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..Fucking Cocksucker |
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First thing I said is get the fuck out my face |
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Asshole probably think it's got something to with race |
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My crew is game tight, spell the name right on the marquee |
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Fucking with us yo it ain't like nobody ? dealing with culture |
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Stealing the show from the big name rapper whose career is over |
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And year after year he appear, as long as the hits are there, right? |
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Record or not, I'm a still be here |
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In the range rov, with main flow |
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Bumping the same dro |
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Rain flows on these b-boy heads like Kangols |
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African, call and response |
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You're not a purist, your pure shit |
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You don't preserve the culture, you disturb it |
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Niggas try to rhyme but couldn't fuck with the eternalist |
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Too much into ?herb and shit? so you became a journalist |
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Murdered this bitch and then I dragged him back to Brooklyn |
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Main, I'm going out to the pub, good-lookin |
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You wanna battle, I don't think so |
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Cincinnati are you ready for Kweli |
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It's wanna battle, rock with main flow |
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Brooklyn, come on |
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[Main Flow] |
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Yo, backpackin poppin |
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Wonder when the axe droppin |
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Stacks poppin, reason keep the tracks hoppin |
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To the whack rap cats that act scared tonight |
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Cats prepare to fight like Dr. Dre and Eric Wright |
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Trying to keep me dry later for ? sneaky guy |
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Niggas that keep me high, rest in peace to Freaky tye |
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Live in die for this hiphop, forget cops, tip-top |
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Pulling your cards like gift shops |
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Round robin, some niggas out trying to clown common |
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They even ask me why I didn't drop on soundbombing |
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Or the Blackstar Train of Thought lounge shit |
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You fake-ass cats know who I'm down with |
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Big like ?? of sun, big like military guns |
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Like L and Big Pun |
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When I flex grands, moving all through the next fans |
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Peace to Trouble T sugar shot from X-clan |
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Mark it D, hip-hops a part of me |
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Dark as me, sit back and spark a tree |
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With Kwa siggy, flowing reason shits not jiggy |
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Who shot my niggy world wiggy like Pac and Biggy |
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You wanna battle, I don't think so |
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Cincinnati are you ready for Kweli |
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It's wanna battle, rock with Main Flow |
