[00:00.00] 作曲 : Cottrell, Green[00:00.15]Talib Kweli:[00:00.30]Attention players[00:06.24]The rules of the game have now changed[00:06.93]People are no longer afraid of the truth[00:09.18]You call yourself an MC ? Hi-Tek, hit 'em with the..[00:10.74]Hi-Tek on the boards, Kweli in the booth[00:14.43]Make 'em feel it in they bones with the..[00:16.02]Come down yo..[00:16.29]Like, oh my God, what do we have here ?[00:24.03]My man is on fire like the Ohio Players[00:26.55]Throw yo' hands in the air, keep 'em there if you with me[00:29.16]The MPC-60 is rare, but it still sound cripsy[00:31.89]Kicks and snares take 'em from elsewhere, samples is hard to find[00:34.56]We don't just act divine, we are[00:35.85]We walkin' upright, you lack spine[00:37.26]I don't just write rhymes[00:38.25]I send force through pipelines to like minds[00:40.08]My light shine so bright it do be, vital like lifesigns[00:42.69]The night time is the right time for a battle so it's special[00:45.24]when cats don't just say your joint is hot, cats say "Yo I respect you"[00:48.18]Put yo' fist in the air when you hear the manifesto[00:50.76]You had any prior doubts to my skills? Time to let go[00:53.61]Hi-Tek, the beats is right beside the sound garden[00:56.10]Tracks get in the vein like ****** the way heads be noddin'[00:58.56]Officially, people love our company like they was misery[01:01.65]I'm known to blast MC's with the cannon of history[01:03.96]Specifically the ones who forgot where they come from[01:06.21]So it's the light that they run from like roaches[01:08.28]whenever the truth approaches[01:09.54]I attack the track ferocious, never lose my focus[01:12.18]Hold this true hip-hop, closest to my heart, and you know this[01:14.85]Nowadays it's hopeless and my diagnosis[01:16.95]is to grab the microphone and be the ******, you can quote this[01:20.19]****** sound like they injected with collagen[01:21.81]You followin' these hollow men no honor when[01:23.70]you bite off more than you could chew or could be swallowin'[01:25.80]Sorry man I ain't got no pity for you to wallow in[01:28.44]Quit hollerin' before you get stomped out with my Solomon's[01:31.32]All the way from Lynn Street, to (?)[01:33.87]Always bringin' you hot ****, aiyyo we promisin'[01:36.42]--"Dissect it on more high-tech **** computers wanna bite"--