Just BegunReflection Eternal

[Intro: Talib Kweli & The Singers Unlimited]
We've only just be—...
Oh, yes indeed
I like this, I like this
...-gun
Ayo, Hi-Tek
Do me a favor, man—speed it up a lil bit

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli & Jay Electronica]
From the intro
You know I'm so influential 'cause I'm glowing like a candle
The focus is so essential, dog, what you tryna get into?
I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue
They snitching like Donnie Brasco, I'm counting like Monte Cristo
The ghetto full of betrayal like Iago and Othello
Your fellow neighbor will slay you, they'll smoke you like cigarillos
Police want that info, they'll grill 'em like Portobellos
I'm murdering instrumentals 'cause I rap with the conscience
To villains, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest
We're still fulfilling the promise, so nice, I kill 'em with kindness
Hitting like Muhammad Ali, you more like Tatyana
All this is probably karma, you dishonored the father
Whether it's God almighty or the almighty dollar
We follow the prophets like Islamics or the Dalai Lama
Your bullet points so hollow they could prolly pierce body armor (Ugh)
Look in the scope, my people still a target (Ugh)

[Verse 2: Jay Electronica]
Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown
Feeling out of place as I whistle a cab down
"If I tip extra, can I huff a cig?"
Blow my smoke out the window
Dropping ashes on the bridge, ugh
I'm in New York now, like Akeem and Semmi was
Tryna get the lobby door open from a semi-buzz
I just wanna go to the slum
And throw my money on the floor like the Notorious BUM, ugh
Build a home, teach a class, start a revolution
Free the mind, heal the body, talking evolution
This that Black Elohim Anunnaki rap
That Farrakhan, Hakeem Olajuwon, Qaddafi rap
I dedicate this to my niggas in New Orleans
Rocking black and gold stocking caps
And fleur-de-lis Shockey hats
I'm in the courtroom, screaming "Who Dat?" on the devil
Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog, I'm on another level
Me and Kweli come together like two pieces of metal
We magnetizing the ghetto

[Verse 3: J. Cole]
Yeah, now, here's the memo
I'm a rebel without a cause, a bezel without no flaws
And shawty, you straight
Bet you look way better without no drawers
Let's sweat out this alcohol (Yeah), bet I'm about to ball
And never let up, look how I just crept up without applause
Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job
The center of attention, this is clever, I'm Pau Gasol
Really, though, I'm LeBron, really don't got my mind
On this new school of rappers, I will really go Columbine (Uh-huh)
And throw up the diamond sign (Uh-huh)
Boy you know I'ma shine (Uh-huh)
Flow is in Ramadan (Uh-huh)
'Cause couple years ago, the game had they pajamas on (Yeah)
But now they on my dick, man, I should throw a condom on
Ayy, 'cause a nigga coming raw like I ain't got one on
And I ain't stopping nor copping no pleas
I just lock-and-load, squeeze
Dog, I'm on a higher level, I'm on top of nosebleeds (Damn)
Niggas say they sick, but when they rock, they don't sneeze
Like the nigga on the block waving his Glock, but won't squeeze
Please... Hey

[Verse 4: Mos Def]
Look, hold your applause until the ceremony end
Yours truly, truly blessed, yet again a noble pla-anted
Supermagic, abracadabra kid
Mysterious master djinn, blacker pen, arrowhead
With the long-barrel stem, and his apparel fresh
Harbor lights shining out the black power grid
With the Black Power grip, and pure power don't power trip
Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip
The Gladwell point and Babylon Palace
All about nothing where it's all about the dollar
And mansions on the faultline of a shaky market
The Devil at the dance hall thirsty for a partner
Get off him, there is not a parcel or a portion
Or a measure of a fortune more awesome, gorgeous
The funky Four Horsemen and one more
Hi-Tek, Hi-Tek, yeah, yeah
With Hi-Tek on the score, once more, of course
You're welcome, thanks
Appreciation for your participation
Special dedication
Celebration, bitches!