| Let me, let me practice. hehehe, ehehe |
| Talib. T’Kwi, Kweli — I can’t say it! |
| That’s wack. |
| (Vinia Mojica) |
| Yeah, you pronounce my name (Kweli), any questions? |
| I bring many blessings with my man Hi-Tek and he from the Natti (Natti) |
| We make the sky crack, feel the fly track, |
| Get your hands up like a hijack |
| Fist in the air for (Kweli), keep 'em there like |
| Natural mystic or smoke when they spliffs lit |
| It’s a revolutionary (party), they ask me what I’m writin for |
| I’m writin to show you what we fightin for |
| Say Taleeb or Talib (Kweli), if it’s hard try spellin it phonetically |
| If not then just let it be like Nina Simone, |
| You probably (ably) don’t listen B |
| Even when we suffer loses I account the victory |
| Sometimes it’s far and between I’m sad to say |
| It got my brain crowded like sunset on a Saturday |
| I know my son wept 'cause his dad’s away |
| Stop cryin be strong for your momma is what I had to say |
| To my little man named Amani (mani) |
| Start the party, my crew hot feel these two shots |
| Like the blast from a double barrel shottie (shottie) |
| It’s got to be, your man Hi-Tek and Kweli |
| Who make you rock your body (body) |
| Start the party, my crew hot feel these two shots |
| Like the blast from a double barrel shottie (shottie) |
| It’s got to be, your man Hi-Tek and Kweli |
| I remember when it all started |
| Back in the day when me and moms first parted |
| Hi-Tek from the beginnin I stayed advanced |
| A young chameleon, adapt to any circumstance |
| Peep game nigga never been a lazy nigga |
| Stayed on my hustle concentrate to get the paper bigger |
| Stay focused, while other cats stay hopeless |
| While niggas stay high I stay lower |
| Stacking my chips to get a foreclosure |
| This shit ain’t over. |
| Going for the gusto, keep getting that provo |
| It’s Hi-Tek (and Kweli) on the track like Flo Jo |
| Bet you ain’t even know I had flow though |
| Yo, make you rock your body (body) |
| Start the party, my crew hot feel these two shots |
| Like the blast from a double barrel shottie (shottie) |
| It’s got to be, your man Hi-Tek and Kweli |
| Keep on dancing, ya gotta keep on dancing |
| oh oh ohhhhhh, yeah yeahhhhhhh |
| Keep on dancing, ya gotta keep on dancing. |