The Blast (feat. Vinia Mojica)

Let me, let me practice Talib T'Kwi, (Kweli) - T'Kweli, I can't say it That's wack Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 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 (Marley), 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 "Tah-leeb" or "Ta-lib" (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 losses, I count 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 (yo, yo, yo) 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 (no) 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-oh, yeah, yeah) Keep on dancing, ya gotta keep on dancing (oh-oh-oh, yeah, yeah) Keep on dancing, ya gotta keep on dancing (oh-oh-oh, yeah, yeah) Keep on dancing, ya gotta keep on dancing Yeah, this is Gil Scott-Heron, and I'm from Harlem Everybody knows where that is so that's where I'm from Talib Kweli and DJ Hi-Tek, Reflection Eternal The new album is called the Train of Thought I'm urging everybody to get a ticket and get on the train 'Cause that's what you need to be doing So, check that out, peace