It ain't my beating heart that beats for you I guess it's just your fantasy It ain't my beating heart that bleeds for you It's not for you No, not for you It ain
, the niggas all alone Old timers my role model, the war zone Released with this game 'til its a part of me My heart don't beat no fear and it ain't
? My style is Mike, Vince, Earvin Jordan, Carter, Julius, servin MC's at will I'm trickery, Lou ain't stickin me A curveball, Mark ain't hittin me [Chorus
X beat threat CD massacre, murder to cassette I blow the shop up, you ain't seen nuttin yet One man ran, tryin to get away from it Put your bifocal on
don't forget it, Talib Kweli, DJ, Hi-Tek Brooklyn! New York City Cin-ci-natti! Keep on [Talib Kweli] It's a funky sen-sa-tion ain't it? I'm havin a
4: Virtuoso] My pyrotechnic flies your ethnic out the rhyme inspector Tired of vagina lectures Now it's for breakfast See how fast your mind elects it, my
I slay a rapper and go: "What's up, who's next to try? I ain't havin it, poetical graduate And me get whipped by who? Imagine it MC's are in jeopardy
since '69 It's billions & killer weight So prosperous moves with' the jewels, with Wu Nikes on It's cool don't eva act like niggaz ain't who (?) One! [
you can't handle it I dismantle it, bust you in your head with it You know you can't spit it like I spit it Yeah you shit it in the toilet bowl You know
with every nigga you don't Final number, some total of the niggaz that won't Break me down, shake me of my fame, my style What time it is, crew you can
puff Black's Some Newports Tap tap Too Short, even chop New York If it ain't screwed up, I don't wanna hear it! Lac on pancake, while I'm pourin' up the
goodbye [Desperado] I enrolled in the army, I ain't looked back since I was on the block long like ten sharp prints Used to hustle off the porch, we ain't
it, Talib Kweli, DJ, Hi-Tek Brooklyn! New York City Cin-ci-natti! Keep on Talib Kweli-Verse 1: It's a funky sen-sa-tion ain't it? I'm havin a conversation
Lebanon Don, Malcolm X beat threat CD massacre, murder to casette I blow the shop up, you ain't seen nothin' yet One man ran, tryin to get away from it
, the niggas all alone Old timers my role model, the war zone Released with this game 'til it's a part of me My heart don't beat no fear and it ain't
