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A keynote speaker's about to come on now. I just wanted to say a few words about him. And you all know who he is, Talib Kweli. Please, hold your applause 'til the end We are glad to come and hear
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have no cars. Hang around in bars. Try to hang around with stars. Like Badu. I'm gon' tell you the truth. Show and prove. Or get the boot. I think ya better, (Erykah Badu-He, he he). (Call Him
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have no cars. Hang around in bars. Try to hang around with stars. Like Badu. I'm gon' tell you the truth. Show and prove. Or get the boot. I think ya better, (Erykah Badu-He, he he). (Call Him
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Let me, let me practice he he he, eh eh. Talib T'Kwi, Kweli, I can't say it. That's wack Yeah, you pronounce my name (Kweli), any questions?. I bring many blessings with my man HiTek and he from
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Intro - Talib Kweli. 7-18 stand up (c'mon) Talib Kweli, bk mc. Turn it up (yeah). We 'bout to drop it low. Baby I got the flow (yeah) to work your abdominal (I'm goin in). It's the lava flow
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gangsterism, uh pimpism say. ). Woooooooo. (Hey, Little Badu and Little Pimpin', come on). Woooooooo. (Hey, Whatsup Tita come on, Brother Beat, come on say. ). Woooooooo. (Yeah, I see you on the right, we
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nigga who they come to. For the hardcore, art of war, rhymes that I got in store. Triple W in curo son dot org. For education and culture, heads is waitin' for Mos to. Do the album with Kweli, we do
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through when you. Woo, yeah, come on Watch how Talib Kweli Greene do it. What I bring to it. You hear the theme music. My rhymes' life support, dog breathe to it. Rhymes are bright, the sunshine beams
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Artist Talib Kweli & Dead Prez. Song Sharp Shooters. Typed by NLP * denmark Farum 3520. lirilommen@msn. com (stic. man). Everything is politics,I CHIN, Kweli, people army, you know it (M-1
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like this. Never thought I would but I got this. Makes me feel so sad and hurt inside. Feel embarrassed so I want to hide. Silly me I thought your love was true. Change my name to silly e badu
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I try, I try (that's all we can do). I try, you know I try. I try, I try (yeah). I try, you know I try K. West! Kweli!. Got searched on the plane, Arabic first name. Disturbed by the fame just
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(Kweli). Yeah, they wasn't expecting this, that's why ya. (Hahaha). Gotta hope for the best and play 'em for the worst, c'mon. (Muhfuckers is history). C'mon This the story of Lucy In The Sky
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. I'll tell you about myself My name is Kweli, and I like to spit it homie. I rap about love and life, ladies get to know me. If you feeling lonely, I could be your one and only. I put it out in the
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Erykah Badu - Appletree. . I'd like to dedicate this to all the children. I have some food in my bag for you. Not the edible food the food you eat no. Perhaps some food for thought. Since
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Erykah Badu - Appletree. . I'd like to dedicate this to all the children. I have some food in my bag for you. Not the edible food the food you eat no. Perhaps some food for thought. Since
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Erykah Badu - Appletree. . I'd like to dedicate this to all the children. I have some food in my bag for you. Not the edible food the food you eat no. Perhaps some food for thought. Since
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need you. . Eryka Badu. He said he's really digging me. I don't know what to say. I can't imagine why I feel so weak. Say, say. That's when he took my heart in his hands. And kissed it gently
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need you. . Eryka Badu. He said he's really digging me. I don't know what to say. I can't imagine why I feel so weak. Say, say. That's when he took my heart in his hands. And kissed it gently
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up in the sky. But everybody wanna ask me why. . What good do your words do. If they can't understand you. Don't go talkin' that * Badu, Badu. . What good do your words do. If they can't
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up in the sky. But everybody wanna ask me why. . What good do your words do. If they can't understand you. Don't go talkin' that * Badu, Badu. . What good do your words do. If they can't
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, coming, in, I, will. Say it, once, more, so, you, can, hear, cause. You, need, to, get, up, right, now. And, move, with, this, yes, this, means, you. You, you Yo, mos def and talib kweli bring disaster
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Yeah! Come on! What it is? It's the P-L-A -N-E-T R-O-C-K. Kweli, B-K S E-L A- V I. You could tell I be Hell a free like college radio. W Q H T gonna play me though. This hot * is to fly like
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species endangered like dolphins. Rappers is spittin nails into they own coffins (c'mon). Hear come the Dundee moves rocket-launchin (yeah). Black Thought, quit playin him close and back up off him Kweli
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gangsterism, uh pimpism say. ). Woooooooo. (Hey, Little Badu and Little Pimpin', come on). Woooooooo. (Hey, what'sup Tita come on, Brother Beat, come on say. ). Woooooooo. (Yeah, I see you on the right
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gangsterism, uh pimpism say. ). Woooooooo. (Hey, Little Badu and Little Pimpin', come on). Woooooooo. (Hey, what'sup Tita come on, Brother Beat, come on say. ). Woooooooo. (Yeah, I see you on the right
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Waitin' for the DJ to. Let your body rock (It's your boy Kweli, BK MC). So I can show you just what I got (Memph Blow in the house). Waitin' for the DJ to, let your body rock. So I can show you
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, speaking proper diction. Stuffing dollars in they britches, like they do a lotta stripping. Got the top position bitching about the quality of life. All that bullshit get exposed as soon as Kweli sees the
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. Kweli I chop it up like raw cocaine. I drop gems at top ten, I'm not for the fame. You wanna test and I bet you get wrecked like lost planes yo In this journey you're the journal I'm the journalist. Am
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' introduce you to my dog kweli n go up in it If you got a spliff then put it in the air. If you want a rift then put it in the air. If you shakin yo' ass, put it in the air. If you makin it last, put it in
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gon' burn it up. Take another pull and pass out on the furniture. Hip-Hop, part of me, I just wanna party. *** somebody, sing "La-ti-dad-dy". It's 7-P la, suits to di-dor-dora. Erykah Badu, Angie
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' emcees (lip professin' emcees). From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D. (Let me hear you scream out loud) if you're somebody. Party to party, body to body. When we come
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Yeah, check it out now (uhh uhh uhh). Rah Digga y'all, Dirty Harriet (uhh!). Kweli, Xzibit, new millenium! (C'mon, check it) One, two, three, four. Grimy bitch stomp the bogey outside your front
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Your booty might be bigga. But I still can pull your nigga. But I don't want him. Ya got sugar on your pita. But ya nigga thinks I'm sweeter. But I don't want him Ya know the whole encyclopedia.
