(Kweli)
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We do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)
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It lives for us
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we don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us (repeat 3x)
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It's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'
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Soul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go
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Before this here blow like a volcano
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we get eternal, this is what you waitin' for,
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you try to front and play the role
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When you more like a pimp who pay the ho
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With my name up in your mouth like fellatio
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I lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio
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Of Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio
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Underground classics is what they used to say before
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Now we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose
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They hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow
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We still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio
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The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul
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So I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo
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We all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough
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But y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'
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(Chorus, Maseo)
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De La is whatcha need, Reflection is whatcha need
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We got the masters of the ceremonies,
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blessin' emcees lip professin' emcees
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From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D
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Let me hear you scream out loud if you're somebody
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Party to party, body to body,
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when we come into the jam we do it wildstyle
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(Posdnous)
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Yo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain
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It's the extravaganza we glad you came,
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made only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim
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For such a world figure, we got figures to gain
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(don't sleep on a nigga)
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I ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane
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Been known to mic spit, infinite per frame
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While these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane
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Ain't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic
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Since the day I came
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If you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name
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Most recognized leo with my size in mane,
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matter a fact track is simple and Plain,
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Cuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain,
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Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'
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We be shinin' the same
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(Chorus)
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(Dave)
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Y'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold
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Shoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old
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Came to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll
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Stay cold til one day make it hot and fade old
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Continue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old
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I told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll
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While I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens
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Baby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal,
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But they want to come spit your way so,
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so was I supposed to go and say no,
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Right emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll
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I get my man to clamp they asses like they staples
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I'm from LI we take it far as out as naples
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And scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)
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See once you bet it all against reflects eternal,
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you lose every rapper on a dept
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Y'all need to pay ya dues
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(Chorus)
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Soul Rebels
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Talib Kweli |