My All

Who in the house? Shouts out to SMG Studios Further proof We gon' switch it up on yall When I ride, late at night Say it all What you bout? What you for? Either stand, or you fall With the skill that I'm smokin, and the strength in my hand Its a spell, it's a potion, its a part of the plan Came out tearin' it down on Lyricist Lounge Linked up with Mos Def for a serious sound Put it down and demanded respect Got 41 MC's to spit rounds without cutting the check Rest in peace Amadou Diallo, [peace] follow me to the front of the lines Where they shoot them hollows Painting pictures of a new tomorrow My soundscape sound great, I go hard like the truth to swallow Introduce you to Hi Tek, nothing but the raw On tour with Common sense yelling fuck the war Way back in 2004, the democrats here to touch the floor And we touch the sky First album with Faith and Mary J. Blige, since my man BI (?) Brooklyn til i die, so its in my blood They do it for the club, I do it for the love So what do you want? I give it my all, how much to they want from me? Whatchu, whatchu, whatchu want? Whatchu, whatchu, whatchu want? I give it my all, how much to they want from me? Whatchu, whatchu, whatchu want? Whatchu, whatchu, whatchu want? I get it jumpin' like oh what a feelin' From the floor to the ceiling Catch me illin' on tour at the villain, chillin' Lyrically I'm hip-hop's Bob Dylan Stop risen like the body count when they cop killin' The MC known to keep it real Watched the Grammys in the D with Dilla when he was nominated On the road with Kanye before Kanye made it Life wasn't so complicated Stated as one of the greatest by one of your favorite MC's Liberation gave it straight for free Mixtapes you gotta pay the fee But looking at me, Jean Grae, and SASG, yeah Still waters keep stickin So I keep flowing like a tree in Brooklyn keep growing These other MC's give up, I keep going So my work generate the hate they keep showin' I give it my all, how much to they want from me? Whatchu, whatchu, whatchu want? Whatchu, whatchu, whatchu want? I give it my all, how much to they want from me? Whatchu, whatchu, whatchu want? Whatchu, whatchu, whatchu want? [Talib Talking] Sometimes it feel like, how much more do you want I give you blood sweat and tears, for years and years and years You ain't gotta like waht I do, but you gotta respect it I guess when you receive a lot of hate, it mean you affecting a lot of people's lives Talib Kweli Like my man Katt Williams says, if you got fourteen haters You need to work on have sixteen by the summertime rolls around Summertime belongs to Blacksmith Blacksmith is the music, Blacksmith is the movement [Talib Kweli, Get Familiar!]