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[Talib Kweli]
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C'mon c'mon ya ya ya ya ya
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Get 'em up, get 'em up what
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Get 'em up, get 'em up what
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Get 'em up, get 'em up what
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Yo, yo, yo
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What's with the melodrama?
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Fella's wanna hover in my cypher like a helicopter
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Like it's a special honor
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The stealth bomba, gem droppa
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Make the ghetto holla
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Inter-Conta-Nental
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Takin you high like sky divers
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When we spark with live wires
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Original, cavemen quest for my fire
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Express my desire to drop this new shit
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These record executives keep tellin me y'all stupid
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Now if they right, Shut The Fuck Up!
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Revolutionaries throw your guns up
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Whether you a ??? broad who actin' stuck up
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Or some ignorant cut mutha fucker shootin the club up
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We gonna make ya'll feel this
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Break your spirit if you think that realness word
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We bringin it bringin it from the new millenuim to way after that
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I call these cats Renolds cuz they plastic wrap
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[Chorus]
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Kill all the yappin lets make it happen
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You cats ain't real, you just a re-enactment
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Better yet, dramatization
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Soon as the director say action you start fakin
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I start breakin
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The whole joint start shakin
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This ain't the time or place for you to prove something
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Cut the stargazin' yo, move somethin'!
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[woman's voice and Talib Kweli]
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Move Somethin' (move somthin)
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Move Somethin' (move somthin)
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Move Somethin' (move somthin)
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Move Somethin' (move somthin)
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[Talib Kweli]
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(Alright bring it back to the top)
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To be continued...
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Lets see what's next up on the menu run up in you
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Lyrics that be fuckin with you
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In the mental
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Pick any mental
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Instra, funda, dentra
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Extra Extra large like the borough of brooklyn the residential
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?extra-stencial? this specialist
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Like sly stone wit my poem and fly song
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Ride along capture live and die strong word
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We gonna rock till nothing else matters
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You catch bodies, we catch exelent cadavers
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Your next of kin an' shatter stories splattered in the tabloids
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Erase your trace like your cotton mouth and we pepperment altoids
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Step in the high reppin the spot called flatbush
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Whether rappers or actors you still feel the gat bust
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The abstract then becomes the reality
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Alcoholics like to call it the moment of clearity
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[Chorus]
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Kill all the yappin lets make it happen
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You cats ain't real, you just a re-enactment
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Better yet, dramatization
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Soon as the director say action you start fakin
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I start breakin
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The whole joint start shakin
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This ain't the time or place for you to prove something
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Cut the stargazin' yo, move somethin'!
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[woman's voice and Talib Kweli]
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Move Somethin' (move somthin)
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Move Somethin' (move somthin)
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Move Somethin' (move somthin)
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Move Somethin' (move somthin)
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Move Something
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Talib Kweli & Hi-Tek |