Yasiin Bey, Talib Kweli, J. Cole, Jay Electronica, Hi-Tek - Just Begun lyrics

Oh yes indeed i like this
Ay, yo, Hi Tek?
Do me a favor, man, speed it up a little bit

From the intro you know I'm so influential
'cause I'm glowin' like a candle
The focus is so essential, dawg
What you tryna get into? I steady the flow
Ready to blow like snotty tissue
They snitchin' like Donnie Brisco and
Countin' like Monte Cristo
The ghetto full of betrayal
Like Iago and Othello
Your fellow neighbor will slay you
They'll smoke you like cigarellos
Police, want that info
They'll grill 'em like portabellos
I'm murderin' instrumentals 'causе I
Rap with the conscience
Of fеlons, killers, and monsters
So revealing and honest


We're still feelin' the promise
Some nights I kill 'em with kindness
Hittin' like Muhammad Ali
You more like Tatyana
All this is prob'ly karma:
You dishonored the father
Whether it's God Almighty
Or the almighty dollar
We follow the prophets like Islamics
Or the Dalai Lama
Your bullet points so hollow they
Could prolly pierce body armor
Look in the scope, my people still a target

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown
Feelin' out of place as I whistle a cab down
If I tip extra, can I huff a cig?
Blow my smoke out the window
Droppin' ashes on the bridge
I'm in New York now, like Akeem and Semi was
Tryna get the lobby door open
From a semi buzz i just wanna go to the slum
And throw my money on the
Floor like the Notorious BUM (Uhh)
Build a home, teach a class
Start a revolution
Free the mind, heal the body
Talkin' evolution
This that black Elohim Anunnaki rap
That Farrakhan Hakeem Olajuwon Khadafi rap
I dedicate this to my niggas in New Orleans
Rockin' black and gold stocking caps
And fleur-de-lis Shockey hats
I'm in the coatroom
Screamin' "Who Dat" on the double
Servin' gumbo with' a shovel, dawg
I'm on another level
Me and Kweli come together like
Two pieces of metal
We magnetizin' the ghetto

Yeah, now here's the memo
I'm a rebel without a cause
A bezel without no flaws
And shawty, you straight
But you look way better without no drawers
Let's sweat out this alcohol
Bet I'm about to ball and never let up
Look how I just crept up without applause
Fed up with all the frauds and
Left y'all without a job
The center of attention, this is clever
I'm Pau Gasol really though, I'm LeBron
Really don't got my mind
On this new school of rappers
I will really go Columbine
And throw up the diamond sign
Boy you know I'm a shine flow is in Ramadan
'Cause couple years ago
The game had they pajamas on
But now they on my dick, man
I should throw a condom on
Ay, 'cause a nigga comin' raw like
I ain't got one on
And I ain't stoppin' or coppin' no
Pleas, I just lock and load, squeeze
Dawg, I'm on a higher level
I'm on top of nosebleeds
Niggas say they sick, but when they write
They don't sneeze
Like the nigga on the block wavin'
His Glock but won't squeeze please

Hold your applause until the ceremony end
Yours truly, truly blessed
Yet again a noble pla-anted
Super magic, abracadabra kid
Mysterious master Jim, blacker pen, arrowhead
With the long barrel stem
And his apparel fresh
Harbor lights shinin' out the
Black power grid with the Black Power grip
And pure power don't power trip
Push the cellar ceiling up and
Make the tower tip
Your Gladwell point, and Babylon polish
All about nothin' where it's
All about the dollar
And mansions on the fault line
Of a shaky market
The devil at the dancehall
Thirsty for a partner get off em
There is not a parcel or a portion
Or a measure of a fortune more awesome
Gorgeous
The funky Four Horsemen and one more
With Hi Tek on the score, once more
Of course

You're welcome, thanks
Appreciation for your participation
Special dedication celebration, bitches