"We've only just begun" Oh, yes, indeed, I like this, I like this Hey, yo, Hi-Tek, do me a favor, man...
"We've only just begun" Oh, yes, indeed, I like this, I like this Hey, yo, Hi-Tek, do me a favor, man Speed it up a little bit From the intro you know I'm so influential 'cause I'm glowing like a candle The focus is so essential, dog; what you tryna get into? I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue They snitching like Donnie Brasco, I'm counting like Monte Cristo The ghetto full of betrayal like Iago and Othello Your fellow neighbor will slay you; they'll smoke you like cigarillos Police want that info--they'll grill 'em like Portabellos I'm murdering instrumentals 'cause I rap with the conscience Of felons, killers, and monsters, so revealing and honest We're still feeling the promise; some nights I kill 'em with kindness Hitting like Muhammad Ali; you more like Tatyana All this is probably Karma: you dishonored the father Whether it's God almighty or the almighty dollar We follow the prophets like Islamics or the Dalai Lama Your bullet points so hollow they could probably pierce body armor Look in the scope; my people still a target Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown Feeling out of place as I whistle a cab down If I tip extra, can I huff a cig'? Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge Uh, I'm in New York now like Akeem and Semi was Tryna get the lobby door open from a semi-buzz I just wanna go to the slum And throw my money on the floor like the Notorious B-U-M, uh Build a home, teach a class, start a revolution Free the mind, heal the body, talking evolution This that black Elohim, Anunnaki rap That Farrakhan, Hakeem Olajuwon, Qaddafi rap I dedicate this to my n***as in New Orleans Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis Shockey hats I'm in the coatroom, screaming "who that?" on the double Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog, I'm on another level Me and Kweli come together like two pieces of metal We magnetizing the ghetto Yeah, now here's the memo I'm a rebel without a cause, a bezel without no flaws And, shorty, you straight; bet you look way better without no drawers Let's sweat out this alcohol; bet I'm about to ball And never let up; look how I just crept up without applause Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job The center of attention; this is clever; I'm Pau Gasol Really though I'm LeBron, really don't got my mind On this new school of rappers I will really go Columbine And throw up the diamond sign; boy, you know I'm-a shine Flow is in Ramadan 'cause couple years ago the game had they pajamas on But now they on my dick; man, I should throw a condom on 'Cause a n***a coming raw like I ain't got one on And I ain't stopping nor copping no pleas; I just lock and load, squeeze Dog, I'm on a higher level; I'm on top of nosebleeds N***as say they sick, but when they rock, they don't sneeze Like the n***a on the block waving his glock, but won't squeeze Please Hold your applause until the ceremony end Yours truly, truly blessed, yet again a noble planted Super magic, abracadabra kid Mysterious master Jim, blacker pen, arrowhead With the long-barrel stem and his apparel fresh Harbor lights shining out the black power grid With the Black Power grip, and pure power don't power trip Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip The Gladwell point and Babylon polish All about nothing where it's all about the dollar And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market The Devil at the dance hall thirsty for a partner Get off him; there is not a parcel or a portion Or a measure of a fortune more awesome Gorgeous, the funky Four Horsemen and one more With Hi-Tek on the score, once more, of course You're welcome, thanks Appreciation for your participation Special dedication Celebration, bitches
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