[Intro: Talib Kweli]
We do not (Under no circumstances) live for hip-hop
Hip-hop, it lives for us
We don't live for hip-hop (Uh, uh)
Hip-hop (Yeah), it lives for us
We don't (Uh) live for hip-hop
Hip-hop (Yeah), it lives for us
We don't live for hip-hop
Hip-hop, it lives for us
We don't (Uh) live for hip-hop
Hip-hop (C'mon), it lives for us
We don't live for hip-hop
Hip-hop (Yo), it lives for us

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
It's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'
Soul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go
Before this here blow like a volcano
We get eternal, this is what you waitin' for
You try to front and play the role
When you more like a pimp who pay the ho
With my name up in your mouth like fellatio
I lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio
Of hip-hop to that shit they drop on the radio
Underground classics is what they used to say before
Now we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose
They hate it, 'cause they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow
We still gon' blow like the horn played by Horatio
The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul
So I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo
We all got babies, so we embrace the taste of dough
But y'all already know, so I ain't gotta say no mo'
[Chorus: Maseo & Posdnous]
(De La) Is what ya need, (Reflection) is what ya need
We got the masters of the ceremonies
Blessin' emcees (Lip professin' emcees)
From L.I. to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati
Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock-D
(Let me hear you scream out loud) If you're somebody
Party to party, body to body
When we come into the jam, we do it wild style (Yo)

[Verse 2: Posdnous]
I'm homegrown for the bane, once I rock the mic plain
It's the extravaganza, we glad you came
Made only for them heads, it's infrared aim
For such a world figure, we got figures to gain
Don't sleep on a n***a, I ain't Icabod Crane
Get that ass cooked, pa, 'cause we raw like 'caine
Been known to mic spit, infinite per frame
While these girls throw me plenty like Jenny to Jane
Ain't some old school G poppin' memory lane
Been on it future robotic since the day I came
If you don't know, Plug Wonder Why is my name
Most recognized Leo with my size in mane
Matter fact, track is simple and plain
'Cause the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain
Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game
(And De La?) Oh, for sure, we be shinin' the same
[Chorus: Maseo]
(De La) Is what ya need, (Reflection) is what ya need
We got the masters of the ceremonies
Blessin' emcees (Lip professin' emcees)
From L.I. to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati
Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock-D
(Let me hear you scream out loud) If you're somebody
Party to party, body to body
When we come into the jam, we do it wild style

[Verse 3: Dave]
Y'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold?
Shoot, I've been holdin' these joints since I was day old
Came to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll
Stay cold 'til one day make it hot and fade old
Continue 'til I'm dyin', rottin' out gray and old
I told them fools before they pass, they have to pay toll
While I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole
Side of greens, baby yams you know it stay soul
Prenatal, but they want to come spit your way, bro (So)
So was I supposed to go and say no? (Right)
Emcees, some walking straight, some take the gay stroll
I get my mans to clamp they asses like they staples
I'm from L.I., we take it far as out as Naples
And scrape hoes who be willing to take clothes off (Off)
See, once you bet it all against Reflects Eternal, you lose
Every rapper own a debt, y'all need to pay ya dues
[Chorus: Maseo]
(De La) Is what ya need, (Reflection) is what ya need
We got the masters of the ceremonies
Blessin' emcees (Lip professin' emcees)
From L.I. to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati
Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock-D
(Let me hear you scream out loud) If you're somebody
Party to party, body to body
When we come into the jam, we do it wild style