Lyric The Blast

Let me, let me practice.. hehehe, ehehe
Talib.. 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 hijack
Fist in the air for (Kweli), keep em there like
Natural mystic or smoke when they spliffs lit
It s a revolutionary (party), they ask me what I m writing for
I m writing to show you what we fightin for
Say Taleeb or Talib (Kweli), if it s hard try spelling in phonetically
If not then just let it be like Nina Simone,
you probably (ably) don t listen B
Even when we suffer loses I account the victory
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 crying be strong is what I had to say
to my little man named Amani (mani)

Chorus: repeat 2X
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)

[Hi-Tek]
I remember when it all started
Back in the day when me and moms first parted
Hi-Tek from the beginning 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,
Stacking my chips to get a foreclosure, this shit ain t over
Going for the gusto, keep getting that provo,
It s Hi-Tek (and Kweli) on the track like Flow Jo,
bet you ain t even know I had flow though,

Chorus

[repeat 3x]
Keep on dancing, ya gotta keep on dancing
{Overlapping} oh oh ohhhhhh, yeah yeahhhhhhh

Keep on dancing, ya gotta keep on dancing..