Yo, when the bass thump, the place jump. Like it's way crunk, yeah. Fake punks get they face lumped. Sent to the most high, by the most fit. You gotta do, * that almost *. The fam is close knit.
' emcees (lip professin' emcees). From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D. (Let me hear you scream out loud) if you're somebody. Party to party, body to body. When we come
Yeah, check it out now (uhh uhh uhh). Rah Digga y'all, Dirty Harriet (uhh!). Kweli, Xzibit, new millenium! (C'mon, check it) One, two, three, four. Grimy bitch stomp the bogey outside your front
These niggas ain't thugs, the real thugs is the government. Don't matter if you independent, democrat or republican. Niggas politickin the street, get into beef. Start blastin, now a new cat is exe
just v. i. , to handle my b. i. When with my a-alikes we see with three eyes Yo kweli I agree I, was thinkin the same thing myself. Smog in the city ain't no good for your health. Things changed in