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On Mission
(专辑: Groundation - 1997)
[*chanting in background*] Blaze one for the
Brooklyn crew what Blaze one for the
Cincinnati crew, yes And for the
whole world, and for the
whole world Yo Hi-Tek they still sleepin As a
right we still peakin They still weakin, we adventurous thrill-seekin We will begin, new ways of freakin it It's the
dawn of the
MC who think before he spit On Mission, we intercept your transmission Bringin exactly what the
fans missin You, bare witness to, the
transition like Give me that microphone, man listen Yo, I
literally Obliterate MC's who rhymin pitifully Let's get it straight like degrees of longitude and latitude Adjust your position like your attitude Even cats frontin had to move Now let's begin, while you testin these better men You get fucked up like it's your first Friday as freshman Letter man on the
varsity team, I
pipe dream Make they cream freeze like reindeer caught up in high beams Yo it seems that they sensitive like open wounds and I'm lyrically salty All your shit is faulty, watch me turn jams into revolutionary parties Stoppin your heart piece, while we write soliloquies with Sharpies We stay in the
air like aerosol to carry y'all Old decrepit MC's like Geritol We men in the
mirror y'all, your career is like a
metaphor for suffering When we rush in, beat these niggas like percussion You ain't touchin nuttin I
give instructions and move on your weak production Drop that African king shit and the
royal flushing Respect the
queen, from straight from BK Thick like girls' legs when they run the
Penn Relay Yo Hi-Tek they still sleepin As a
right we still peakin They still weakin, we adventurous thrill-seekin We will begin, new ways of freakin it It's the
dawn of the
MC who think before he spit On Mission, we intercept your transmission Bringin exactly what the
fans missin You, bare witness to, the
transition like Give me that microphone, man listen "Talib Kweli it's the
Reflection" "Hi-Tek" "When we livin this shit" "Out of the
7-18 we meet the
51-3" I
blast through your illusions Shatterin your shadow as I
snatch the
light from you When I
want to, confusion is the
conclusion you come to That's the
best you could come up with When your brain pattern is scattered and that's why you dropped that dumb shit Click first and when we hit next when I'm dispersing Cursing me like ham cause I'm original when you're like the
King James version You need a
surgeon to put you back together When your parts is missin like aquarian gospels We can get more hostile without PEACE Believe we balance positivity with negative Legal and illegal cause it's relative If the
law prevent me from being a
man, then what's the
deal? In the
Hour of Chaos, my microphone's my Black Steel I
grip it with that sure shot feel Drivin through your mind, Hi-Tek be on the
wheels We ride up on your heels, talkin back now You pop more junk than a
thane or bird Fallin flat on your face, you got caught trippin off your words Explain that simunicy You oxy-moron, pimpled faced dummy goin through puberty Flippin late night through cable channels lookin for nudity You're junior-high, what could you do to me Nuttin is new to me but I'm still learnin, what Hip-hop is in our hearts and we On Mission from the
start To leave our mark up on this rock Too many people is just livin Too many people is just livin Yo Hi-Tek they still sleepin As a
right we still peakin They still weakin, we adventurous thrill-seekin We will begin, new ways of freakin it It's the
dawn of the
MC who think before he spit On Mission, we intercept your transmission Bringin exactly what the
fans missin You, bare witness to, the
transition like Give me that microphone, man listen Listen listen, huh man listen We intercept the
transmission Bringin exactly what you fans missin Hi-Tek [*echoes*] Uh uh, Talib Kweli yo Exactly what it's supposed to be yo None of y'all niggas is close to me, yo Step back before you get your head cracked Yo steppin in through set back, I
never sweat that Aiyyo my man C
Smith is jet-black That's okay though, aiyyo I
build these niggas up and then I
smash em to the
ground like Play-Dough And then I
lay low
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