Hip Hop Worth Dying For (Feat. Talib Kweli) - Main Flow

You wanna battle, I don’t think so

Cincinnati are you ready for Kweli

It’s wanna battle, rock with main flow

San Diego, come on

Kweli, running through you town

Hunting you down

Fronting you down

This fucking clown

Try to come around for a pound

White boy with a backpack

Overheard talking about how Blackstar was whack

Hi-tek tracks was flat, try to give me some dap

Said I’m in his top five

Emcees he’d love to see perform live

He said, Krs was the best, Redman came second

He said he liked Super Nat but he don’t like his records

The Roots was the best live as far as group

Mos Def’s alright, but what’s up with his leather suit

I see him on stage singing and doing rock covers

.Fucking Cocksucker

First thing I said is get the fuck out my face

Asshole probably think it’s 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 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?

Record or not, I’m a still be here

In the range rov, with main flow

Bumping the same dro

Rain flows on these b-boy heads like Kangols

African, call and response

You’re not a purist, your pure shit

You don’t preserve the culture, you disturb it

Niggas try to rhyme but couldn’t fuck with the eternalist

Too much into?

herb and shit?

so you became a journalist

Murdered this bitch and then I dragged him back to Brooklyn

Main, I’m going out to the pub, good-lookin

You wanna battle, I don’t think so

Cincinnati are you ready for Kweli

It’s wanna battle, rock with main flow

Brooklyn, come on

Yo, backpackin poppin

Wonder when the axe droppin

Stacks poppin, reason keep the tracks hoppin

To the whack rap cats that act scared tonight

Cats prepare to fight like Dr. Dre and Eric Wright

Trying to keep me dry later for?

sneaky guy

Niggas that keep me high, rest in peace to Freaky tye

Live in die for this hiphop, forget cops, tip-top

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 Blackstar 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 shot from X-clan

Mark it D, hip-hops a part of me

Dark as me, sit back and spark a tree

With Kwa siggy, flowing reason shits not jiggy

Who shot my niggy world wiggy like Pac and Biggy

You wanna battle, I don’t think so

Cincinnati are you ready for Kweli

It’s wanna battle, rock with Main Flow