[Talib]
Ok, it's the emcee extraordinaire Talib Kweli
Chillin' on Soundbombing III, with my peoples
From the East, Cypha Soundz, from West, Mr. Choc
This is how we do it, I got y'all back, y'all got mine
Let's do this- no more music motherfuckers
[Laughing]

[Zap Mama - Hook x2]
Yelling, yelling, yelling away
Going, going, going away
And fly, away

[Talib]
Yo, fly in it
Blue skies the limit, the skies infinite
It reflect in the eyes of those who try to send spies in it
Capture the sun if they could, but they go blind by it
Look in the sky and I see Africa's eyes in it
The land is dry like the cry in'finite
The tear we shed grow to fruit 'til the eye replenish
The industry wanna try to give my rhyme a sentence
Behind bars with my rhymes diminished, they tryna end us
But all them clowns do is give my mind a senate
To watch my people's enemy die in my presence
Fly away on the highest adventure out on the line
And enter the gate of Zion, need to decide who sent 'em
I went through the jungle (Yeah)
Stalking like a black panther
Rap's answer to that cancer
Choking the life out the hood, they won't let a man emancipate his people
This refreshing like the spray of the bay in Puerto Rico
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