The Function

[Intro: Talib Kweli] One, two, three, in the place to be You got the almighty Talib Kweli, BK emcee It's the international, rockin' with Madlib We got the Strong Arm Steady gang in the place to be We got Chace Infinite, Self Scientific in the place to be, word [Hook] Blacksmith is running through your function No need for interruptions or discussions, no Welcome to a Madlib production We listenin', but y'all really sayin' nothin' – no [Verse 1: Talib Kweli] I try to say the most, just to say the least I try to stay the coast while I slay the beast I'm 'bout to say my piece, you listenin' to Rita's voice Speakin' is the People's Choice, Blacksmith is The return of the Black fist, that's quiet That's it, it's the Black Star, shout out to Black Dante,  Give me a call; the next time you watch the VMA's,  I'll be right there with the whole Rock Steady gang Or making a fucking logistical nightmare My niggas is right here at the speed of light, yeah Soon as I send the signal out off in the night air The sound that we makin' got them quakin' in they Nik' airs We don't fight fair, I'll make your shit crash Quit yellin' whiplash, you bitch ass (nigga) Mad 'cause I'm faster and I hit the gas quicker My squad cut like a glass of liquor, pass that [Verse 2: Phil the Agony] No matter the cost – we back at it, gat at your boss Shoot to kill, splatter with force Air force bubblin', blitz this shit Fire like two sticks rubbing like this No tricks, nothing is fake, I'ma ride – what you want? Thin ice where you skate, when them niggas hate I'ma say beat break, shake it off Focus on what's important, but take a loss Force the hand, this is Strong Arm feeding you We're beating you, cut a nigga short like an interlude Bars anonymous, I promise you this One line will make you famous like Travis and shit It's the S.A.S., you are now rocking with the best All them other rappers lied to you, (nigga) Yes, yes, it's still West, West With my East Coast polly, Kweli, you got a problem with me [Verse 3: Chace Infinite] Steady Gang running the game, it won't change Back to the days with Jordan's and gold chains Fistful of dollars, fucking future top models Through the knowledge, but we still poppin' bottles Pushing like full throttle on the Interstate, trunk full Of product, just to make a nigga's dinner plate Gotta get this money for my daughter's sake, and I Smoke a lot of weed, and plus a nigga gotta stay (What?) Fresher than a motherfuckin' mannequin, you get The point, like we was playing pickle with a couple javelins Gimme a reason to stop speaking, and Start niggas bleedin' in the mid-Los Angeles region We the niggas that believe in lacerations and lesions Niggas want a dick and get it this evenin' Earn a song, James Lionel Train, greedy geniuses Y'all niggas is mysteries, nothin' but phantom menaces And we the niggas y'all love to hate But see the homies from the East just raised the stakes And we gonna get it in a major way Blacksmith is the label, Strong Arm is the gang [Verse 4: Krondon] Shawshank charmaleon, six pack Benotol Weeping in the bank, watching Robin Hood withdraw Young orangutan gettin' niggas knocked off You haul ass and get a trip to see Lou Rawls I pour Henny from jewelry in my jacket, like linen You don't think I got the hustle in me? Roll with the real resis', you retarded And winky is not the shit, he just farted One trip, you motionless, you understand the kid got close And we can get rich, the rice stay broke King Tut, chrome in the cut like Morricone Take off your head like the N.O. Superdome The blacker the better, the greener the cheddar We the new Dream Team, smoking more green, (nigga) Jihad Jenkins, liberating like Abe Lincoln Dizzling, dumbing out, minkin' [Hook] Blacksmith is running through your function No need for interruptions or discussions, no Welcome to a Madlib production We listenin', but y'all really sayin' nothin' – no Blacksmith is running through your function No need for interruptions or discussions, no Welcome to a Madlib production We listenin', but y'all really sayin' nothin' – no