Getting Up Anthem: Part I Talib Kweli & Rakim

[Intro: Talib Kweli & TagYerit sample]
Subway, subway surfing (New York City)
No fair to hold on (Hold on)
Some talk of sun and sand and surf that pounds
Now meet the Kid Kahuna of the underground
(Yeah, yo)

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
I come from a two fare zone it seem like just yesterday
I had to take the two and the five to the Junction and walk the rest of the way
You can catch a bus with a transfer
But waiting for that surface transit is a bitch I avoid it like a cancer
I’m heavy in the streets like crack in New York in ‘86
I was riding the A with the R in my walk man
With thieves and ‘lo-lifes, I can tell you stories of
Fighting for my glory on the subway like the Warriors
Young mans rights of passage through the belly of the beast
With the working classes, homeless and the purse snatchers
We used to hop and never drop a token
Over the turnstiles Edward Moses
And run from the cops like Jesse Owens
Tracks stars riding in between the cars
The Bronx and Queens don’t seem that far
Looking at the map cause every single Ave we rep’
The people don’t look at each other
They starin’ straight ahead on this…