Two And Two Talib Kweli

[Hook: Talib and background singers]
They wanna know (All you have to do)
Know how I do
Maybe you don't (All you have to do is call me... call me)
Why you playing, why you playing?
I be going like two and two
With some more hot shit ready to spit for you
With the songs that you love just to get you through
Ma

[Verse 1: Talib]
Back in effect
I'm back to collect
Got the respect
Which will turn into the cash or a check
You can, pay me with fear, you can pay me with love
You can, pay me in tears or you can pay me in blood
Spray me with slugs, and the revolution live, I never die in vain
The writer might be dead but the piece remain on the train (yea)
The music help you be true to yourself, accumulate wealth
So what I spit is the embodiment I do for self
As a teen it was kinda hard to find a job
I took over my writer's block and ran it like a spot
I'm Pimp C in this game nigga, I'm a hard
But I'm never feasting on it, keep speaking on it God
That's what they say when I'm building, I keep my dialogue street
But still spiritual like we deep inside a mosque
Or the synagouge that don't preach or go where the sinners are
And keep the fire burning like a slum lord in the Bronx