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Common, common. Yeah, yeah, Hi-Tek Free the rhyme or risk a dig into a deep sound abyss. Unit in the stash the beats and never found the *. Experience like Hendrix, keep my sound enriched
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Let me, let me practice he he he, eh eh. Talib T'Kwi, Kweli, I can't say it. That's wack Yeah, you pronounce my name (Kweli), any questions?. I bring many blessings with my man HiTek and he from th
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I'm on my way Whether sunny or rain I'm on my way. Destiny is pre-ordained I'm on my way. Whether ecstasy or pain I'm on my way. I'm black and free from your chains I'm on my way Whether sunny or r
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C'mon c'mon ya ya ya ya ya. Get 'em up, get 'em up what. Get 'em up, get 'em up what. Get 'em up, get 'em up what. Yo, yo, yo. What's with the melodrama?. Fella's wanna hover in my cypher like a
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What's the meanin of ghetto fabulous. Not ridin the back of the bus. I'm a revolutionary antagonist. Some playas is mad at us for just doin our music out of love. Some underground heads is hatin c
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Yeah, now here we go. Here we go, come on come on, now here we go. Here we go, come on come on, yeah Stay strong this ain't for the faint hearted. My name's honored 'cause my style is insane retard
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(Big Nel). Let 'em know how we do it down in the C. O. we 'bout to get the thang started. Know what I'm sayin'? The year 2000 I'm 'bout to let these muthafuckas know, Big D representin'. All the w
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corporations. Today in order to be sane you gotta go crazy so remain. On top of the game, and master your universe like you was he-man. See me and hi tek knock you out de frame. While I'm stimulatin de brain
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, keep a low pro. Come out crushin' * just for fun like Co Flow. Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo here we go. Ridin' on the sound waves out your stereo. In the procession to your burial. Callin' Hi Tek little
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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.
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' 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
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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 do
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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
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Yo, we keep it type raw, and know exactly what we fight for. When the nightfall come, we in the right war. Cats who spill blood for a cause, not just because. Defy the authority and follow god's la
