[Bilal]
Waitin` for the DJ to, let your body rock (It`s your boy Kweli, BK MC)
So I can show you just what I got (Memph Blow in the house)
Waitin` for the DJ to, let your body rock
So I can show you just what I got
[Talib]
Music is the air I breathe
The prayer I leave
Rippin` in the atmosphere
Up there in the breeze
Stronger then the revolution
That you wear on your sleeve
Its all I know
Not an idea you believe
I spit bars you can`t touch
Like tips in strip bars
Get charged, man I drop hits that hit hard
Hit bars with my brown shook cuz this starred
the night just start, I`m waitin` ....
[Bilal]
Waitin` for the DJ to, let your body rock
[Talib]
We all hop in the car deep
We bring Brooklyn to the city
My fellas lookin` sharp my ladies lookin` pretty
When the DJ let the needle drop
The beat`ll rock, the beat`ll start
Boppin` and my people got it poppin` like needle marks
3 o`clock and it`s mass hysteria
I`m about to hit the cafeteria
I`m Waitin` ...
[Bilal]
Waitin` for the DJ to, let your body rock (Put it down for y`all)
So I can show you just what I got
Waitin` for the DJ to, let your body rock (Put it down for y`all)
So I can show you just what I got
[Talib]
I read the lines and all the between
In my mind I`m rewindin` the scene
The club ain`t the place to be findin` a queen
You all in my dream girl
Though I can`t sleep on you no
You was a star tonight
It like shown through
Vampires takin` a bite
I`m in the zone too
I always end up takin` the flight
Makin` a right for the fam
So tight in the jam
A fight began
Always heard bad niggas tryin` to act like a man
The DJ had the mic in his hand
Like calm down (Waitin` for the DJ to, let your body rock)
[Talib]
Yeah, it was like I was the audience at the concert
You at the converse
With the Luis Vuitton purse
Tiger`s eye around the wrist
With the fly and the prints
Lookin` up your arm a blender with a tatooed gift
I had to catch a plane but you make me warm as day
I had to catch your name and I`m waitin` ...
[Bilal]
Waitin` for the DJ to, let your body rock
So I can show you just what I got
Waitin` for the DJ to, let your body rock (Put it down for y`all)
So I can show you just what I got
[Bilal]
Cuz they let me chasing (?) through the same old song
So just clap your hands together `til they make that sound
[Talib]
Yeah, hot runnin` the summertime its why I said it
Guys see the flesh catch a dyed fetish
Hunnies smellin` to sweet its like I`m diabetic
On stars and the sky in seminal, dianetic
Drop the top beat up the block
On plow, now when they smoke a tree up
As shots reach the new tunes
Dogs who lose Hollerin` at the new move
Ours, I`m like the sun, the flower in full bloom
When I come out the house we complete like the number 9
Gimme some of yours, I`m a give you some of mine
Your off the sucka rhyme
A song will sound like one of mine
I know you love it when I shine, I`m waitin` ...
[Bilal]
Waitin` for the DJ to, let your body rock
So I can show you just what I got
Waitin` for the DJ to, let your body rock
So I can show you just what I got
Waitin` for the DJ to, let your body rock
So I can show you just what I got
Waitin` for the DJ to, let your body rock
So I can show you just what I got
Waitin` for the DJ to, let your body rock
So I can show you just what I got
Waitin` for the DJ to, let your body rock
So I can show you just what I got
[Thanks to DubbleR88@aol.com for these lyrics]
