Ladies and gentlemen, get ready, here I come
You love the sounds comin' out your speaker
There's a little something that I wanna spit for y'all
I got 'Reservoir Dogs', you'll be missin' a right ear
I think I wanna feel you
Whatchu ridin' for?
Now shit is so wack, nobody listen
Talib Kweli and I'm bangin' on ya eardrum
Get it big, get it locked, get it done, get it tight
Real hip hop is missin' from the shelf
There's a little something that I wanna spit for y'all
Yo, don't it sound so good to you?
New Kweli, yo, they runnin' out of patience
So while you try to keep it fresh, you gettin' deeper into debt
Now lemme get up in it, it's for ya spirit so
But y'all hear me though
I'm everywhere makin' appearances and niggas might miss
I think I wanna feel you
Talib Kweli, BKMC
King of the bars and I'm goin' hard pause
I think I wanna feel you
To your heart while it's beatin' in ya chest
Yup, it's what you felt when you listen to yaself
I'm so crackin', you ain't heard? Ya shit appear like closed captions
Talib Kweli and I'm bangin' on ya eardrum
Now lemme get up in it, it's for ya spirit so
When you speakin' to execs and they see behind the desk
To ya spirit, nothing weaker than the flesh
Get up, get into it and get involved
I think I wanna feel you
Kweli, the flow captain of fast and slow rappin'
Hear the word, peep the flow, check the cadence
Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me ya ears
I think I wanna feel you
Pay attention, you gotta listen to hear
I spit rounds like a nine millimeter
Now lemme get up in it, wait, wait, wait, wait
BlackSmith is the movement, BlackSmith is the music
Bangin' on ya eardrum, yeah
Bangin' on the system, fightin' my kinda war
Whatchu livin' for?
Wait just a minute, who the fuck you talkin' to?
I think I wanna feel you
The youth today, they frown at the teachers
Ladies and gentlemen, get ready, here I come
Now lemme get up in it, wait, wait, wait, wait
But y'all hear me though
I think I wanna feel you
Listen
There's a little something that I wanna spit for y'all
I think I wanna hear you
They like, "What? Nigga, wait right there"
Wait now, wait now, wait now for a minute
All my confidence comes from knowin' God's Laws
Loud as a whisper, quiet as a lion's roar
Now lemme get up in it, wait, wait, wait, wait
Back in the days we all used to listen
Get up, get into it and get involved
So before you spend ya hard earned spinach
To that real hip hop, yo, listen
They don't wanna wait just a minute
Only a few is makin' cuts that's spinnin'
But you don't really hear me though
I spit clearly so it's live outcha stereo
Get it now, get it fast, get it right
Ladies and gentlemen, get ready, here I come
Don't front, girl, you know it's ya favorite
Whatchu dyin' for?
What you heard as a pro, I'm so amazing
But y'all hear me though
Now lemme get up in it, it's for ya spirit so
Get up, get into it and get involved
It's the return of the greatest, y'all
Talib Kweli and I'm bangin' on ya eardrum
Yeah, niggas don't listen
I think I wanna feel you
Talib Kweli and I'm bangin' on ya eardrum
But don't panic, you can't function if you livin' in fear
They ain't down with no leaders
Put you on hold, get a specialist to walk you through
Now lemme get up in it, wait, wait, wait, wait
Get it clear, I figure it's my year
Ladies and gentlemen, get ready, here I come
Stop repentin' 'cause the ending is near
