[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
When I come to your town who gonna clown?
Proof in the sound and the boots on the ground
You shootin’ for the moon, I’m bringin’ Jupiter down
You always blow smoke like a hookah around
Slowpoke while runnin’ at a fast pace
That’s why you stayin’ in last place
I’m harder than a nipple when it lactate
You never reach third base
That’s why we always givin’ you the cash face
See I met your alter ego, African blood is in my DNA
These rappers actin’ like the lead in a play
Never know who they gonna be today
I pray to God, no not the paper
In my Chevrolet I’m bumpin’ Doc, Doc Shebeleza
Vacation in [Turkekegos?]
Stay sharp with the church in the plain clothes
Party rockin’ bought the whole damn party shop
Chop it like a body shop, better get made over
What up Durban? What up Cape Town? Man I love S.A. bro
Johannesburg holdin’ me down, Newtown, Pimville and Soweto
Stay faithful, live by the cove, I catch a face full of thirty seven O’s
All alone like a dog when he burying a bone
Cry to your mom, better hurry on home
Bitch nigga I do this
This music for the movement, helpin’ you to cut through the confusion
Cassper said hop on the remix, it’s nothin’, show me where the booth is
When I come to your town who gonna clown?
Proof in the sound and the boots on the ground
You shootin’ for the moon, I’m bringin’ Jupiter down
You always blow smoke like a hookah around
Slowpoke while runnin’ at a fast pace
That’s why you stayin’ in last place
I’m harder than a nipple when it lactate
You never reach third base
That’s why we always givin’ you the cash face
See I met your alter ego, African blood is in my DNA
These rappers actin’ like the lead in a play
Never know who they gonna be today
I pray to God, no not the paper
In my Chevrolet I’m bumpin’ Doc, Doc Shebeleza
Vacation in [Turkekegos?]
Stay sharp with the church in the plain clothes
Party rockin’ bought the whole damn party shop
Chop it like a body shop, better get made over
What up Durban? What up Cape Town? Man I love S.A. bro
Johannesburg holdin’ me down, Newtown, Pimville and Soweto
Stay faithful, live by the cove, I catch a face full of thirty seven O’s
All alone like a dog when he burying a bone
Cry to your mom, better hurry on home
Bitch nigga I do this
This music for the movement, helpin’ you to cut through the confusion
Cassper said hop on the remix, it’s nothin’, show me where the booth is
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