Talib Kweli - The Blast Lyrics
Let me, let me practice.. hehehe, eheheTalib.. T'Kwi, Kweli - I can't say it!That's wack..[Talib Kweli] (Vinia Mojica)Yeah, you pronounce my name (Kweli), any questions?I bring many blessings with my man Hi-Tek and he from the Natti (Natti)We make the sky crack, feel the fly track,get your hands up like a hijackFist in the air for (Kweli), keep 'em there likeNatural mystic or smoke when they spliffs litIt's a revolutionary (party), they ask me what I'm writin forI'm writin to show you what we fightin forSay Taleeb or Talib (Kweli), if it's hard try spellin it phoneticallyIf not then just let it be like Nina Simone,you probably (ably) don't listen BEven when we suffer loses I account the victorySometimes it's far and between I'm sad to sayit got my brain crowded like sunset on a SaturdayI know my son wept 'cause his dad's awayStop cryin be strong for your momma is what I had to say[Chorus 1]To my little man named Amani (mani)Start the party, my crew hot feel these two shotsLike the blast from a double barrel shottie (shottie)It's got to be, your man Hi-Tek and KweliWho make you rock your body (body)Start the party, my crew hot feel these two shotsLike the blast from a double barrel shottie (shottie)It's got to be, your man Hi-Tek and Kweli[Hi-Tek]I remember when it all startedBack in the day when me and moms first partedHi-Tek from the beginnin I stayed advancedA young chameleon, adapt to any circumstancePeep game nigga never been a lazy niggaStayed on my hustle concentrate to get the paper biggerStay focused, while other cats stay hopelessWhile niggas stay high I stay lowerStacking
