Waitin’ for the DJ Talib Kweli (Ft. Bilal)

[Intro: Bilal & Talib Kweli]
Waitin' for the DJ to (It's your boy Kweli, BK MC), let your body rock (My man Bilal in the house)
So I can show you just what I got
Waitin' for the DJ to let your body rock
So I can show you just what I got (Party people, woo)

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli & Bilal]
Music is the air I breathe, the prayer I lead
Rippin' in the atmosphere, up there in the breeze
It's stronger than the revolution that you wear on your sleeve
It's all I know, not an idea you believe
I spit bars you can't touch like tits in strip bars
Get charged, man, I drop hits that hit hard
Hit bars with my brown sugar sister
The night just start, I'm waitin' for the DJ to— (Let your body rock)
We all hop in the car deep, we bring Brooklyn to the city
My fellas lookin' sharp, my ladies is lookin' pretty
When the DJ let the needle drop, the beat'll rock beat'll start
Boppin' and my people got it poppin' like needle marks
Three o'clock and it's mass hysteria, 'bout to hit the Cafeteria

[Refrain: Bilal & Talib Kweli]
Waitin' for the DJ to (Break it down for y'all, and), let your body rock (Come on)
So I can show you just what I got
Waitin' for the DJ to (Put it down for y'all, and), let your body rock (Come on)
So I can show you just what I got