Reflection Eternal - The Blast lyrics

Let me, let me practice hehehe, ehehe
Talib t'Kwi, Kweli - I can't say it!
That's wack

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

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 hijack
Fists in the air for (Marley)
Keep 'em there like Natural Mystic
Or smoke when the spliff's lit
It's a revolutionary (Party)
Word, they ask me what I'm writin' for
I'm writin' to show you what we fightin' for
Say "Tah leeb" or "Talib" (Talib)
If it's hard, try spellin' it phonetically


If not, then just Let It Be like Nina Simone
You probably (Probably) don't listen, B
Even when we suffer losses
I count the victories
Sometimes it's far and between
I'm sad to say it got my brain crowded like
Sunset on a Saturday
I know my son wept 'cause his dad's away
"Stop cryin', be strong for your momma" is
What I had to say

To my little man named Amani ('Mani)
Start the party, my crew hot
Feel these two shots
Like the blast from a double barrel shottie
(Shottie)
It's got to be, your man Hi Tek and Kweli
Who make you rock your body (Body)
Start the party, my crew hot
Feel these two shots
Like the blast from a double barrel shottie
(Shottie)
It's got to be, your man Hi Tek and Kweli

I remember when it all started
Back in the day when me and moms first parted
Hi Tek from the beginnin', I stayed advanced
A young chameleon, adapt to any circumstance
Peep game, nigga, never been a lazy nigga
Stayed on my hustle
Concentrate to get the paper bigger
Stay focused, while other cats stay hopeless
While niggas stay high, I stay lower
Stackin' my chips to get a foreclosure
This shit ain't over
Goin' for the gusto, keep gettin' that provo
It's Hi Tek
(and Kweli) on the track like Flo-Jo
Bet you ain't even know I had flow, though

Yo, make you rock your body (Body)
Start the party, my crew hot
Feel these two shots
Like the blast from a double barrel shottie
(Shottie)
It's got to be, your man Hi Tek and Kweli

Say my name, say my name
(Kweli) , like Destiny's Child
Shine bright like my girl heavenly smile
Or a suit on Steve Harvey (Harvey)
We tighter than them jeans that be
Huggin' black hips 70's style
Like Chaka Khan, ain't nobody (Body)
Set the stage ablaze like my crew
We burn it down like sage and
Smokin', clubs is where we party (Party)
Holla at spit kickin' niggas
Pharoahe Monch, De La Soul, Common Sense
And my man Biz Markie (Markie)

Start the party, my crew hot
Feel these two shots
Like the blast from a double barrel shottie
(Shottie)
It's got to be, your man Hi Tek and Kweli
Who make you rock your body (Body)
Start the party, my crew hot
Feel these two shots
Like the blast from a double barrel shottie
(Shottie)
It's got to be, your man Hi Tek and Kweli
You got to keep on dancin'
Ya gotta keep on dancin'
Oh oh ohhhhhh, yeah, yeah
Keep on dancin' ya gotta keep on dancin'
Oh oh ohhhhhh, yeah, yeah
Keep on dancin' ya gotta keep on dancin'
Oh oh ohhhhhh, yeah, yeah
Keep on dancin' ya gotta keep on dancin'
Oh oh ohhhhhh, yeah, yeah

Yeah, this is Gil Scott-Heron
And I'm from Harlem
Everybody knows where that is
So that's where I'm from
Talib Kweli and DJ Hi Tek, Reflection Eternal
The new album is called the Train of Thought
I'm urging everybody to get a ticket
And get on the train
'Cause that's what you need to be doing
So check that out, peace