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TALIB KWELI lyrics : "THE BLAST"

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 the Natti (Natti)

We make the sky crack, feel the fly track
Get your hands up like a hijack
Fist in the air for (Kweli), 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 Taleeb or Talib (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 loses I account 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 HiTek 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 HiTek and Kweli


I remember when it all started
Back in the day when me and moms first parted
HiTek 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
Going for the gusto, keep getting that provo

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