Res - We Got the Beat lyrics

[Verse 1: Talib Kweli] Yeah! Come on! What it is It's the P-l-a-n-e-t R-o-c-k Kweli, BK, c'est la vie You could tell I be hell-a-free like college radio WQHT gonna play me though This hot sh** is to fly like the co*kpit Got spit like a french kiss chicks lock lips Coming from the deep black like the Loch Ness Now bring apocalypse like the heart of darkness It's like the heart of the artist become a target Pop music is the black market Recently we witness bizarre sh** The war hit the same time as SARS hit Terrorists send bombs at the concert The show must go on yo regardless I'm just some hip-hop kid to pop sh** And get on some rock sh** and start a mosh pit [Hook: Res] Yeah We got the beat to make the planet roooccccckkk (Come on, Come on) Yeah, Come on We got the beat to make the planet rooocccckkkk (Come on, Come on) [Verse 2: Talib Kweli] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah We got the planet to rock, Kweli's standing on top I'm like a panther when I answer to cops And bust back before the man get a shot And the blood on their veins run cold like the cannibal lox And bring heat like the blood of the mammal that's hot And keep fighting like the boy with the mechanical heart And watch time count down on the hands of the clock Till the hour when the pinnacle start Wow, and go fast like the bullet that ran through the dark The hollow tip ripped a man apart, blaow Yo these soldiers die in petroleum wars Think they fighting for the holliest cause It don't matter if you m**m, Hebrew, or you a Christian Information is the newest religion, is a true way of living Ain't no rule to a surpestition stop me with going through with my mission Come on man [Hook with minor variations x2] [Verse 3: Talib Kweli] Come on get down, get down, get down, get down Go ladies, go, go, go ladies, go, go Come on all my ghetto people stand strong We rocking on and on One for me, now rocking with the best and is Kweli You ain't no MC like me, you just a clone like KFC Come on, B-Boys, B-Girls, we rocking the world [Hook] [Talib rhyming over hook] Don't belive n***as running the place Man everything is dangerous nothing is safe, n***a Think you a man with a gun in your waist Let the cops disrespect you right in front of your face Take it out on your girl, punch her in the face You ain't a thug you a waste of space n***a get out the way, B-boys gonna rock till the break! How much can a planet take (Repeat until end) We got the beat...