[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]