Hip-Hop Worth Dying For

Lyrics

[Chorus: Talib Kweli] You wanna battle? I don't think so Cincinatti (Where you at?) – are you ready for Kweli? It's Wanna Battle (Who you rockin' with?) – rock with Main Flow (And where you chillin' at?) San Diego, c'mon [Post-Chorus: Talib Kweli sample] "Is Hip-Hop worth dying for? Are you sure?" "Is Hip-Hop worth dying for? Are you sure?" "Is Hip-Hop worth dying for? Are you sure?" "Is Hip-Hop worth dying for? Are you sure?" [Verse 1: Talib Kweli] Kweli, running through your town Hunting you down, for frontin' you're down This fuckin' clown, tried to come around for a pound White boy with a backpack I overheard talking about how "Black Star was wack And Hi-Tek's tracks was flat" (What?!) Tried to give me some dap, and said I'm in his "Top five Emcees that he'd love to see perform live" He said, "KRS was the best, and Redman came second" He said he liked Supernat but he "don't like his records" "The Roots was the best live, as far as a group" Then he's like, "Mos Def's alright, but what's up with his leather suits?? I seen him on stage, singing and doing rock covers..." Heh... heh.. fucking cocksucker First thing I said is "Get the fuck out my face" Asshole, probably think this got something to with race My crew is game tight, spell the name right on the marquee Fucking with us, yo, it ain't like hardly nobody dealing with culture Stealing the show from the big name rapper whose career is over And year after year, he appear, as long as the hits are there, right? Hit record or not, I'ma still be here In the Range Rove', with Main Flow Puffing insane dro Reign flows on these b-boy's heads like Kangols African, call and response You're not a purist, you're pure shit You don't preserve the culture, you disturb it Niggas tried to rhyme, couldn't fuck with the Eternalist Too much of a herb and shit, so you became a journalist I'll murder this bitch, and then I drag it back to Brooklyn Main, I'm going out to the pub – good lookin'! [Chorus: Talib Kweli] You wanna battle? I don't think so Cincinatti – are you ready for Kweli? It's Wanna Battle – rock with Main Flow Brooklyn! C'mon, c'mon... [Post-Chorus: Talib Kweli sample] "Is Hip-Hop worth dying for? Are you sure?" "Is Hip-Hop worth dying for? Are you sure?" "Is Hip-Hop worth dying for? Are you sure?" "Is Hip-Hop worth dying for? Are you sure?" [Verse 2: Main Flow] Yo, for the backpack poppin' Wonder when the axe droppin' Stacks poppin', Reason keep the tracks hoppin' To them wack rap cats that act scared at night Cats prepared to fight, like Dr. Dre and Eric Wright Trying to keep me dry, it's later for a sneaky guy Niggas that keep me high, rest in peace to Freaky Ty Live and die for this Hip-Hop Forget cops, tip tops, pulling your cards like gift shops Round robin, some niggas out trying to clown Common They even ask me why I didn't drop on Soundbombing Or the Black Star, Train of Thought, Lounge shit You fake-ass cats know who I'm down with Big like big as the sun, big like military guns Like L and Big Pun When I flex grands, moving all through the next fans Peace to Trouble T, Sugar Shaft from X-Clan Markiee D, Hip-Hop's a part of me Dark as me, sit back and spark a tree With Kwa-siggy; Flow and Reason's shit's not jiggy Who shot my niggy? World-wiggy, like Pac and Biggie [Chorus: Talib Kweli] You wanna battle? I don't think so Cincinatti – are you ready for Kweli? It's Wanna Battle – rock with Main Flow [Post-Chorus: Talib Kweli sample] "Is Hip-Hop worth dying for? Are you sure?" "Is Hip-Hop worth dying for? Are you sure?" "Is Hip-Hop worth dying for? Are you sure?" "Is Hip-Hop worth dying for? Are you sure?"