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
