"Check this out..."
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[KRS-One]
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Hooooooooooooo~! (HEY DJ!) WHAT? ("I know you're gonna dig this")
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Yeah, yeah, yeh yeh! KRS, ohhhh~! Talib Kweli
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Talib this is crazy, yo this is crazy
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Hah... what'chu doin?
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Throw your hands up, c'mon
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[T]</i> BK to BX and every place in between, it's all 7-18 like
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[K]</i> Grand Concourse, whassup!
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[Talib Kweli]
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We got beats to the rhyme and the rhyme is so fresh yo
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So what'chu got? 9's and tecs, you no threat
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It's the beat, how you get your cake don't matter
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It takes heart the lyrics been replaced with the swagger
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I stay sharp enough to slash your face like a dagger
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The actors been replaced with the rappers
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The rappers been replaced with the actors, see how they try to stay on the beat
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The pig route when he walkin down the street to the beat
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[KRS-One]
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WOOP~! Sound of da police
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What is the life of a true hip-hopper, the beats
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Peace love unity livin proper with the beats
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In any endeavor whatever we will prosper with our beats
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Some cats are real, other are impostors with beats
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We the realest, livest
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The rawest, crack cocaine heroin survivors with beats
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We avoided the cops, we focused on beefs
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Spittin, all we saw was stacks of rhymes written, elite
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Way too smart for the system of course
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We know a smart free black man just pisses 'em off!
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What they like is when we glisten and gloss
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Flashin millions but still takin a loss
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Bump the beat! Yeah, all in the street
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Talib yo, I think it's 'bout time to speak
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[Talib Kweli]
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Yeah... yeah... word~!
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Watch me take it there, life ain't no Christmas there
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Hell yeah it's crystal clear when Kweli and Kris is here
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Searching for the perfect beat I went to East Dayt'
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It's crazy and fugazi how they slaves to they release date
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They try to look away, they're scared to look inside
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Askin why like a guy who look for God up in the sky (that's right)
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Searchin high and low, behind the do', inside the drawer
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Little did he know that the beat was tryin to find a flow
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Stuck in limbo, how low can you go
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A punched hole through your stomach lining like Tylenol
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Build all kind of rolled, metaphors and similies
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that'll have you doubtin my competitor's abilities
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My whole body is a spiritual facility
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Rock a vest after a lyrical killing spree
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The illest delivery, later for the talk we need action
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Silence is golden but the violence is platinum
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When you rappin to the beat
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[KRS-One]
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Boom, bap, who's, that?
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KRS-One bring the beat back
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The perfect beat we seek that, knowledge of mind we speak that
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We don't speak weak crap over weak tracks
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MOVE, THAT; we speak boom bap live in the club
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We can show and prove that
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[Talib Kweli]
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Yeah, it ain't old school or new school it's true school rap
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Beat you 'til you're blue and black, true dat, it's
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[KRS-One]
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Better beat win again, work the street
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Movin again, insert the heat
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Lookin again for the perfect beat
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Don't look in the book to learn to eat
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Write up a hook, learn to speak
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Never be shook, follow the heat
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Forever they look weak
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T.K. you must speak!
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[Talib Kweli]
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Teachin 'em how to eat to live
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They cheap and their pimp is pleadin the fifth
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Bleedin as if they goin to war
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Everytime they leavin the crib
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Sneakers and whips, police be peepin the strip
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You see 'em walkin the beat
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Hoes believin the pimps who eatin the shrimps
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So John's walkin the street
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Lookin for a sweet face, in each case
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Tryin to get they heartbeat racin, and the dark meat be tastin
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so delicious, my description so good to the beat
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It's lifted right from the sounds that you hear in the hood when you sleep
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[KRS-One]
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Bring the beat back!
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All that whackness, we don't need that
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You gotta bring the beat back!
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All that whack garbage, we don't need that
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Bring the beat back! All that weakness we don't need that
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Selector bring the beat back, bring the beat back!
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Selector, listen!
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[Talib Kweli]
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Yeah, DJ Rhettmatic
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Talib Kweli, hip-hop
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The Perfect Beat
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Talib Kweli |