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Let me, let me practice
 Talib T'Kwi, (Kweli) - T'Kweli, I can't say it
 That's wack
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 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
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 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