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Friends, Romans, countrymen lend me your ear
Start repenting 'cause the ending is near
But don't panic, you can't function if you living in fear
Pay attention, you gotta listen to hear
Who the fuck you think you talkin' to?
Put you on hold, get a specialist to walk you through
Kweli, the flow captain of fast and slow rappin'
I'm so crackin', you ain't heard, your shit appear like closed captions
King of the bars and I'm goin' hard, pause
All my confidence comes from knowin' God's laws
Bangin' on the system, fightin' my kinda war
Loud as a whisper, quiet as a lion's roar
Get it now, get it fast, get it right
Get it big, get it live, get it done, get it tight
But you don't really hear me though
I spit it clearly so it's live out ya stereo
(Listen) to you heart while it's beatin' in your chest
Speakin' to execs and then see behind the desk
(Listen) to your spirit, nothin' weaker than the flesh
So while you try to keep it fresh you gettin' deeper into debt
Real hip hop is missing from the shelf
Yea, that's what you felt when you listen to yourself
Only a few is makings cuts that vintage
So before you spend your heard earned spinach
You love the sounds coming out your speaker
I spit rounds like a nine millimeter
The youth today, they frown at the teachers
They ain't down with no leaders
They don't wanna wait just a (minute) they like what, wait right there
I got reservoir dogs, you'll be missing a right ear
Get it clear, I figure it's my year
I'm everywhere, makin' appearances in niggaz nightmares
Hear the word, peep the flow, check the cadence
What you heard is a pro, I'm so amazin'
Don't front girl you know it's your favorite
New Kweli, yo they runnin' out of patience
