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Talib Kweli;Dion

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Yo Tone, what we need? More love, less hate More real, less fake More progress, we'll show you Less stunting, more fame Less talking, more change Less rushing, more vision More franchising, less sanitizing More uprising, less downsizing More enterprising, less sympathizing More building, less destroying More jobs, less unemployment Less give the devil less enjoyment More originality, less biting off 'Pac and B.I.G More community activism, less pigs More Blacksmith and Def Jux, less Geffen And the rest, 'cause the rest suck They got the shit all messed up More marijuana, less coke More accountability from politicians before we shouting "Let's vote" More schools, less prisons More freestyles, less written More serious shit and less kidding More history, less mystery More Beyoncé, less Britney More happiness, less misery More victory, less losses More workers, we all bosses Of course it's reflection What we need? More love, less hate More real, less fake More progress, we'll show you Less stunting, more fame Less talking, more change Less rushing, more vision God bless the hood when my money always good I can get you taken out, thinking I couldn't when I could Son, I live above the rim and pay the full like my nigga would Crackers hope niggas wish, yo, I wish a nigga would Crack a joke like he wanna battle for the mic This is Brooklyn, the planet, y'all niggas is just satellites Revolve around my every word I address the crowd like Lincoln at Gettysburg Surrounded by the heavy herb The crowd is more or less wall to wall here for the pure Hip-hop, how I'm rocking, got 'em dropping they jaw Fire marshal blocking the door This the crack like I'm chopping the raw This the shit the cops is stopping us for This the rain of the Tech and the motherfucking Beatnuts Slice like a nip-tuck, specialize in deep cuts This the music that you riding to Provided to you by Kweli and Hi-Tek, the livest two Yeah, what we need? More love, less hate More real, less fake More progress, we'll show you Less stunting, more fame Less talking, more change Less rushing, more vision The more I put it to it, the less it sound like the nonsense The more natural, the less conscious At the same time, the more bomb shit The less the devil got a grip, I get it loose We gotta slip away, the ghetto gotta get More for a dollar, more fresh goods for purchase Less liquor stores, less churches that be looking like corner stores More rap songs that stress purpose With less misogyny and less curses Let's put more depth in our verses 'til they left on the surface While we stomp through the underground, the comp don't come around You're sorta hoping for that reflection, you're sorta open I'm a heathen, call him chosen, I don't play with your emotion Stop acting so goddamn emotional I give you these bars for free like it's promotional This ain't no marketing strategy It had to be from the heart in order to be reality Reflection What we need? More love, less hate More real, less fake More progress, we'll show you Less stunting, more fame Less talking, more change Less rushing, more vision