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Rock On

Talib Kweli

Right About Now [Clean]

2005

your shots low
You hug the block close, we rock on and on
Now if you got dough, your shit is not low
You duck the five-oh, we rock on and on (ladies!)

y'all on regression, I slip back through here in heaven
I get rich, get Mac 11, Thick new vest and two 5-7s
New crib, need no bed in, pile snow like

Bitch I'm a dog my
Head big like cane corso
I keep a strap
Like some high top air forces
Be cool my niggas killers they use excessive forces force
My

the greatest man alive
Come give me a big high five

Its gonna be huge
Its gonna be wild
When I drop a tweet bomb
Like it's outta style
Mexico's gonna pay for my

on my neck chain froze
Ebony Bentley my pen game dope
Ayeee man this shit ain't no joke
When I do it imma make em say woah
Keep my shawty by my side stay

and a Maybach bitch
Niggas ask how we got so rich
Turn up nigga Im that switch
Drive by like bang-bang bitch
Fuck around and get shot bitch
You bouta get

selective 
High faluttin' fashionistas, sewer line of credit 
Big headed, pretty twinks, pass easy as anorexics 
Hopeless romantics, bludgeoned by hoe antics

Aye just caught me a deal next on my list I'mma cop me a mill
Chasing that bag I don't care how you feel 
Goth and I'm rich like my name peter steele

Skirt SKURT SKURT
V-6 engine
If it’s mine I’m spending it
Back seat so big you can live in
Yo bitch wanted me to put my kids in it So I beat it up like

convictions
I'm writing my text by dreaming it come true
And for this ima do it again
5 cars in garage
I need to buy me a Tesla
All this people don't make

lifelong friends during these times
From Townsend to Central High
I rep the Lou like 314 day on God
Shows gon be packed like the Gateway Classic
I dreamt

to a word that they say
Cause this is my lane of the high way
You and your dreams are stuck at subway
But my dreams are here to stay
And they won't ever fade

I didn't even get ya name
Yeah it sound the same
Like them niggas in ya brain
Pimpin baby all around the place
She go insane
Louie V the slugger
But I

to a word that they say
Cause this is my lane of the high way
You and your dreams are stuck at subway
But my dreams are here to stay
And they won't ever fade

Know a nigga carry that Drake, Take Care
Smuggle for me, shit get off, cartel
Live it up, surround by the right guys
She love the views of the high rise

man talks with big brodie got me crying (With JD)
Aye as long as its O2 in my lungs he gone strive
Aye as long as I wake up in the morning imma grind

bitch wanna suck me through FaceTime
These niggas be beatboxin like AI
I been thuggin since I was ye high
We creeping on prey at night time
But still

OGs
That's Mister Mosely, Mister Big Bank Buddha
Don't gotta tell 'em 'cause they know what the truth is
Don't gotta tell 'em 'cause they know I'm

my migo that aint hit nigga
I can get yo ass a bag by the fifth nigga
95 for the highs in the sticks wit it
I can give yo ass a zip you a jit with it

to try to get rich
That's why I start ballin', I stayed out the mix, but we still servin' grams while we sittin' on The bench
I ain't have score on 'em,

Thought I told em I'll be gone by the morning
Now 5-0 stormin
Where the fuck was my warning
My foot finna be up his ass like red foreman
Man fuck a Fulton

have tint
I don't do 20 or 10, only 5 percent
Can't get high off yo supply, so you bet not take no pinch
I whipping that work, so my product it been

a ho ho
Ha Ha
Hit you like a high five
I been running around I
I hit that nigga he a bitch
I told that nigga bye bye
I need to slow down I don't even

Uh yeah
This shit can get tragic
Ps flyin through the mail In the big plastic
Walk up in the club drippin Bitch
This that rich fashion
Everything you