[Intro]
Picture me giving a damn (picture me)
Picture me giving a damn, I said never
Yeah, attack the block, attack the block (yeah, yeah)
Talib Kweli, Z-Trip 'A' ('A' 'A')
With the wisdom of a veteran, fire of a rook
Ain't nobody fuckin' with my crew, man, put that on everything man
Put that on everything
What you got to put up?
Put it up (put it on)
Nobody fucking with the crew that I fuck with
Nobody fucking with the crew that I fuck with
Nobody fucking with the crew that I fuck with
I can tell you get disgusted
Nobody fucking with the crew that I fuck with
I can tell you get disgusted with the crew that you stuck with
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
We do it like it's nothing, while your movement is suspect
You screaming "Aflac" cause you duck sick
Imperial nigga who gon' body the track and put the fear in you
Asking you, if you can feel it, I'm being literal
Up against the side of your temple, we getting spiritual
This the people's army, you niggas ain't pass the physical
Harder than a criminal, pardon you if you stayin'(?)
The market is full of bulls, I'm smarter than your average bear
My spirit is living proof
I be scaring 'em in the booth
They playing that truth or dare, but I dare 'em to tell the truth
I'm getting long in the tooth, but still here
While these dudes is faker than their veneers
Ain't making it past a year
Yeah, social assassin
Nigga, curb your enthusiasm
Caught up in the special effects, homie, that's movie magic
Picture me giving a damn (picture me)
Picture me giving a damn, I said never
Yeah, attack the block, attack the block (yeah, yeah)
Talib Kweli, Z-Trip 'A' ('A' 'A')
With the wisdom of a veteran, fire of a rook
Ain't nobody fuckin' with my crew, man, put that on everything man
Put that on everything
What you got to put up?
Put it up (put it on)
Nobody fucking with the crew that I fuck with
Nobody fucking with the crew that I fuck with
Nobody fucking with the crew that I fuck with
I can tell you get disgusted
Nobody fucking with the crew that I fuck with
I can tell you get disgusted with the crew that you stuck with
[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
We do it like it's nothing, while your movement is suspect
You screaming "Aflac" cause you duck sick
Imperial nigga who gon' body the track and put the fear in you
Asking you, if you can feel it, I'm being literal
Up against the side of your temple, we getting spiritual
This the people's army, you niggas ain't pass the physical
Harder than a criminal, pardon you if you stayin'(?)
The market is full of bulls, I'm smarter than your average bear
My spirit is living proof
I be scaring 'em in the booth
They playing that truth or dare, but I dare 'em to tell the truth
I'm getting long in the tooth, but still here
While these dudes is faker than their veneers
Ain't making it past a year
Yeah, social assassin
Nigga, curb your enthusiasm
Caught up in the special effects, homie, that's movie magic
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