Rhymes And Ammo

(Light faded voice of Black Thought)
Cause when I put rhymes in they minds yo
For all yall folks who were hopin and wishin
and I can assault, tryina take my position
Stop wishin, and sit yourself back and listen to
Ayo, cause when I put rhymes in they minds yo
For all yall folks who were hopin and wishin
and I can assault, tryina take my position
Stop wishin , and sit your ass back
(Chorus: Black Thought)
Ayo when I say pump that, yall say shit up
Pump that! (Shit up)
Pump that! (Shit up)
When I say stand up, yall say get up
Stand up! (Get Up)
Stand up! (Get Up)
When I say rise up, yall say now
Rise up! (Now)
Rise up! (Now)
When I say lick a shot, say blaow
Lick a shot! (blaow)
Lick a shot! (blaow)
(Verse 1 : Black Thought)
Ayo everybody on they jawns
Cartoons is hardcore porn
It aint no afterschool paper routes and mowin lawns
Kids got backpacks full of yayo and heron
Coming to school shootin up the auditorium
Yo its anthrax maniacs on the TV
The least of yall worries should be Thoughts cd
The chairman of the board coppin twice weekly
They done caught the minister with a pork b.l.t.
If my shit aint hot, it probly try to drive me
Psyhce, its somethin I can never let myself see
Cant see, Im thorough-bread, nothin fancy
The maker, no matter what the circumstance be
Its the principle, pillowcase full of nickel
Smacked like Im (??), leave him crippled
Keep talkin greasey Ima big lip you
Ayo your manll can get slid with you
You and the squad takin to galoshes
I hold the engineer for hostage
and spit from a dirty cartridge
Its L for whoever try to front on Thoughts shit
Im sendin them goons to your moms apartment
(Chorus)
(Verse 2: Dice Raw)
Ayo Im dancin, on the edge of insanity
and rhymin like its the end of humanity
Still people from the old neighborhood cant stand to see me
Turn around and tell girls we like family
What up with all that, jokin, and collamity
Behind the laughter they thinkin about jammin me
But they dont know, I got somethin for them
But I aint with that negative vibe, so fuck all that
Ive earned alot from this game, and sacrificed more
Stand here a new man, but Im still the old boy
They claimin they sell but Im still the old boss
Sometimes wings get clipped, we all hit the floor
But today though, its Black Thought, Kweli and Raw
You can be sure that we got our eyes on yall
Watchin different artists rise and fall
Mother fuckers jumpin ship like we came to rob at yall
(Chorus)
(Verse 3: Talib Kweli)
Kweli, sittin back in the cut like Reese
In a constant peace, call me fantastic like I cut the grease
Baracudas movin and canoein sippin amaretto
Im a ruler of my temple, what I do to instrumentals
Instrumentals is the development of these niggas mentals
Tears in your eyes like this moment is sentimental
Your fundamentally floored, philosophically bored
Disturbed like the eighth floor of your hospital ward
Youve GOT to appoint niggas to raise the bar
Muslims praise Allah, Christians praise the God
Rastas, they say Jah
They find a way to rhyme with the pallet like fine wine
and make you say ahhh
Guess whos back?
The game needed improvement
Cant fit the bullshit no more, you sound stupid
Im a shark in the water with constant movement
influenced by music since a truant yo
This is how we do it yo
(Chorus x2)