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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
[Intro]
Yeah Give it to 'em Yes,yes,yes,yes,aha ah! Ghetto people..this one's for you And you and you and you And you and you in the front Yo! Jack Johnson (aha) live and stompin Undisputed heavy weights champ (aha) of the world [Verse 1] Yo I'm live with it, low, middle, the high with it And that's how I'ma live and die with it Hold up and down your spine with it Like Zimzallabim, Jack Johnson, yes my dog, right with them! The most special, most ghetto, most method, most valuable Rep my avenue like is the damn state capital Coming shadows to mind, a better mark of rapeness On slaves who high jacked the slave ships The hackers who remapped the matrix And built the road back to basics And getcha all off that strain shit You know this other cats run game with, it's tainted Consider this the moment that changed it: NOW! Jack john's stand strong never bow down Back off or get clapped dog right about POW For east to the west,up north to down south We show you how to REALLY make moshpit bounce Show you how the gritty make the ghetto wild out First letters that I wrote when I sketch the script down I'M LIVE WITH IT Low, middle, the high with it And that's how I'ma live and die with it I shine with it, rhyme with it, reveal and recognise with it The ghetto know what time is it, when I spit it Me 9-semi, an iron lion strike with it See Dr. Know string a knot and make 'em ride with it And look alive Ghetto rock with me Look alive Ghetto rock with me Aha yeah Throw it up Ghetto rock with me Show it up Ghetto rock with me [Verse 2] Born to rock, since my pawn shift rise (??) Rock the booze water on any bully on your block My flow tighter than a big titties halter top Doper than a floyd flake that they bought they pops Since I bright a con duke of course I'm not My sharp mind join the dots and blow they plots A lot of cats talk noise a lot, but then the noise is stopped When the heavy sound voice in charge And this is no limp bizkit this is jack's fat cock Loaded up slightly back, ghetto black rock Brooklyn got bomb-rush that you can't stop These the hungry hands that gon snatch your cash box I never gave a second what on "the fuck is with y'all?" 'cause my first thought covered it all YOU WHACK!!! And I don't care what you sound since not mumblin y'all Cause you can't do me nothing at all Which means, you can't shine my shoes watch my drawers Clean my cloth walk my dog moan my loan On other words dude I don't need SHIT from them All I got is hard rhymes and hot spit for them And yeah, I got the country new (raaatttttt) for them See how dark it can get for them? Tell their mommas THAT'S IT for them Get the flowers, they'll sing for them A sad story how it'll end for them That's what you get for not listenin' FIRE!! And a long rest in kumbayah You stand strong you can't move higher You move in "how we all can move higher?" Ready to roll like new tire Well I can show you who the true lion True power move quiet through the understandin of the science [Outro] We live with it, no middle, the high with it And that's how we gon live and die with it Now ride with it Yeah, ghetto rock with me Ghetto rock with me Ghetto rock with me Ghetto rock!! Ghetto... MOTHERFUCKERS! Freaky radio! |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
[Intro]
Yeah Give it to 'em Yes,yes,yes,yes,aha ah! Ghetto people..this one's for you And you and you and you And you and you in the front Yo! Jack Johnson (aha) live and stompin Undisputed heavy weights champ (aha) of the world [Verse 1] Yo I'm live with it, low, middle, the high with it And that's how I'ma live and die with it Hold up and down your spine with it Like Zimzallabim, Jack Johnson, yes my dog, right with them! The most special, most ghetto, most method, most valuable Rep my avenue like is the damn state capital Coming shadows to mind, a better mark of rapeness On slaves who high jacked the slave ships The hackers who remapped the matrix And built the road back to basics And getcha all off that strain shit You know this other cats run game with, it's tainted Consider this the moment that changed it: NOW! Jack john's stand strong never bow down Back off or get clapped dog right about POW For east to the west,up north to down south We show you how to REALLY make moshpit bounce Show you how the gritty make the ghetto wild out First letters that I wrote when I sketch the script down I'M LIVE WITH IT Low, middle, the high with it And that's how I'ma live and die with it I shine with it, rhyme with it, reveal and recognise with it The ghetto know what time is it, when I spit it Me 9-semi, an iron lion strike with it See Dr. Know string a knot and make 'em ride with it And look alive Ghetto rock with me Look alive Ghetto rock with me Aha yeah Throw it up Ghetto rock with me Show it up Ghetto rock with me [Verse 2] Born to rock, since my pawn shift rise (??) Rock the booze water on any bully on your block My flow tighter than a big titties halter top Doper than a floyd flake that they bought they pops Since I bright a con duke of course I'm not My sharp mind join the dots and blow they plots A lot of cats talk noise a lot, but then the noise is stopped When the heavy sound voice in charge And this is no limp bizkit this is jack's fat cock Loaded up slightly back, ghetto black rock Brooklyn got bomb-rush that you can't stop These the hungry hands that gon snatch your cash box I never gave a second what on "the fuck is with y'all?" 'cause my first thought covered it all YOU WHACK!!! And I don't care what you sound since not mumblin y'all Cause you can't do me nothing at all Which means, you can't shine my shoes watch my drawers Clean my cloth walk my dog moan my loan On other words dude I don't need SHIT from them All I got is hard rhymes and hot spit for them And yeah, I got the country new (raaatttttt) for them See how dark it can get for them? Tell their mommas THAT'S IT for them Get the flowers, they'll sing for them A sad story how it'll end for them That's what you get for not listenin' FIRE!! And a long rest in kumbayah You stand strong you can't move higher You move in "how we all can move higher?" Ready to roll like new tire Well I can show you who the true lion True power move quiet through the understandin of the science [Outro] We live with it, no middle, the high with it And that's how we gon live and die with it Now ride with it Yeah, ghetto rock with me Ghetto rock with me Ghetto rock with me Ghetto rock!! Ghetto... MOTHERFUCKERS! Freaky radio! |
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from Mos Def 4집 - The Ecstatic (2009)
Ground rules
I'll give you all the diamonds and money But you can't break my heart Cause that'll just get you fired And everybody needs a job Work is scarce competition is fierce Fonzi frontin' in the new leather like they don't care Word? Let's get you an award for that performance Winner in the category for the best boring Tell the tough guys we tougher than tough times And needles in the nerves to make the tighten up unwind One time, for locking out the light in your eyes You're searching for your perfect one Broken down from getting at all To take it however it comes Plain day you the specialist one Oh me oh my! I'll give you all the milk and the honey But you can't break my heart Cause that'll just get you fired Sloppy worker get your pay grade bust Work is scarce skilled working is rare Fonzi fronting at the job site Primpping up they hair Word? Well tell them only staff could drink they coffee Walking papers hit the office Sleep late tomorrow morning Tell the tough guys we're tougher than tough times And nerves don't snap when the clock touch crunch time That's right we're tougher than tough times From been narrow wind To the clock just unwind Fa sho' we tougher than tough times My proof don't need to lie My tighten up don't unwind Sunshine Lifting up the light in your eyes You're gazing at your perfect one Broken down from never at all To better than you could ever want Great day I know that you had to come Oh me oh my I'll give you all the diamonds and money But you can't break my heart Cause that'll just get you fired And you're doing such a beautiful job |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
War is a global economic phenomenon Ain't a batch of guns on where, hellfire Spittin', run up everything they hittin' Some do they job to dodge the barrage As sleek projectiles never stay bound Fire bite invades the night with light Loud, fighter planes shout shell rain When they shot to kill cops on the terrain And leave any brain that may remain stained You god damn right this war goin' too far Socialists think they con with the stars Wars found, my find the beauty in the stars I level with death even beneath radar I level with death even beneath radar I level with death and she got pretty eyes Nobody told me death was so damn fine I go to sleep with that girl on my mind Wake up in a sea, I wanna fire in line Grab my heat, then it's get down time One day I'ma make that girl all mine But for now I'm a soldier abidin' my time Writin' my rhyme behind enemy lines Palestine, Kosovo, Cashmere No different than the avenues right here An increase in the murder rate each year Paramilitary unit keep the streets clear Curtains up on the theatre of warfare Dramatic politics nightly preformed here Worldwide from Colombia to Columbine Don holders keep ya dollar signs on the line "I don't want to rule or conquer anyone I should like to help everyone if possible Jew, gentile, black man, white We all want to help one another Human beings are like that We want to live by each other's happiness Not by each other's misery In this world, there's room for everyone And the good earth is rich And can provide for everyone a way of life" Fuck that You know the drill Fix ya face I'ma hustle off the hill Go get my money man Go get my money man See every hunter need to kill Go get my money man I'm old school from off the hill Go get my money man Go get my money man I give a fuck what I do Go get my money man Go get my money man Go get that money man Go get my money man Go get that money man Gimme my money man Gimme my money Fuck you, pay me Fuck you, pay me Fuck you, pay me Fuck you, pay me Fuck you, pay me Fuck you, pay me Fuck you, pay me Fuck you, pay me Gimme the loot, Gimme the loot, Gimme the loot |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
War is a global economic phenomenon
Ain't a batch of guns on where, hellfire Spittin', run up everything they hittin' Some do they job to dodge the barrage As sleek projectiles never stay bound Fire bite invades the night with light Loud, fighter planes shout shell rain When they shot to kill cops on the terrain And leave any brain that may remain stained You god damn right this war goin' too far Socialists think they con with the stars Wars found, my find the beauty in the stars I level with death even beneath radar I level with death even beneath radar I level with death and she got pretty eyes Nobody told me death was so damn fine I go to sleep with that girl on my mind Wake up in a sea, I wanna fire in line Grab my heat, then it's get down time One day I'ma make that girl all mine But for now I'm a soldier abidin' my time Writin' my rhyme behind enemy lines Palestine, Kosovo, Cashmere No different than the avenues right here An increase in the murder rate each year Paramilitary unit keep the streets clear Curtains up on the theatre of warfare Dramatic politics nightly preformed here Worldwide from Colombia to Columbine Don holders keep ya dollar signs on the line "I don't want to rule or conquer anyone I should like to help everyone if possible Jew, gentile, black man, white We all want to help one another Human beings are like that We want to live by each other's happiness Not by each other's misery In this world, there's room for everyone And the good earth is rich And can provide for everyone a way of life" Fuck that You know the drill Fix ya face I'ma hustle off the hill Go get my money man Go get my money man See every hunter need to kill Go get my money man I'm old school from off the hill Go get my money man Go get my money man I give a fuck what I do Go get my money man Go get my money man Go get that money man Go get my money man Go get that money man Gimme my money man Gimme my money Fuck you, pay me Fuck you, pay me Fuck you, pay me Fuck you, pay me Fuck you, pay me Fuck you, pay me Fuck you, pay me Fuck you, pay me Gimme the loot, Gimme the loot, Gimme the loot |
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from Mos Def 4집 - The Ecstatic (2009)
In Arabic: La ilaha illallahl
Translation: There is no god but Allah When... all... is... said... and... done... there's... only... one Cash and carry legendary Sagitarri(us) style's wary And it's very necessary get it clearly Never scary barely worried bright and early Bald head straight or curly mundane other worldly No chain now the jewelry that jackers can't snatch The gingerbread the slave masters can't catch Blat! Now put your minds on that Get real or get back quit frontin and face facts The old timers say we're living in the final days Gun smoke young folks living any kind of way Gangster holiday greedy snakes and hideaways Meanwhile soldiers take it straight through their armor plates Crash hit the market gates marvels of the modern age Access is instant and treachery is commonplace I sense the dangers and I'm not afraid Because when all is said and done there's only ONE Man up playboy playing the game boy Pull back spectacular aim boy Say what you say boy whoever could make noise In wide range often the same voice Conduct an arrangement with definite language It's pure inspiration for these generations Speak true free love [? ] Because when all is said and done there's only ONE And the one can done so cool Schooling the young like Rev. Run ("whose house? ") Quote Pac tell 'em keep they heads up And when the pressure comes down press back and press up Fret not ghetto world guess what God is on your side the devil is a lie The Empire holds all the gold and the guns But when all is said and done there's only... In Arabic: La ilaha illallahl Translation: There is no god but Allah B.O.O.G.I.E.M.A.N |
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from Dave Chappelle's Block Party (2006)
(Mos Def)
Yeah, ha ha ha A-B-boys rock the world CD's and tapes help generate papes E-F is the important Def G-good, H is what style be When I grab the microphone and MC Roll off the tongue like L-M-N-O-P And when I am done you will agree Mos Def represent most definitely Jesus what I used to rock it in '83 Drank up all the Kool-Aid at the block party Used to wish I could break the Rock Steady Wash this be the brown shoe on TV But now it's not dis and it's on like THIS My name is Mos Def, this is good as it gets Baby I make you rub your lips like sardines and grits My what still hits even when the record skip Even when the record skip Even when the record skip I don't quit, I don't quit We bout to make this one a sure hit Sean J. make the party people feel it (Ladies and gentlemen, we'd like to introduce a very Interesting young man that has traveled from very far Away to be with us tonight) (Mos Def) Ha ha ha, what uh-huh There is such a place, that creates such a melody BROOKLYN No ladies it's a ?living G?, it's a living G, it's a living G LOVE LIKE THIS Recognize all area crew, whether you speak Japanese or Goony Goo Goo Son when I come through, other rappers boo-hoo Cuz they know they style's soft like baby doo-doo I will continue, to hit like a fifth of stolen Naya Puttin jokers on ice to get the cream like Breyer No secret, Mos Def is the one that hunts a Mya I get in my stance and set the dance on FIRE Spread out my wings and I take the world HIGHER Peace to the fam magnetic in the Chi Job-on, top Sean and my man Ahtu And all my other clan who reside in the Zoo Got a celebrated oatmeal broadcast crew Mos Def gon keep it naked like Um Fu-Fu (EDDIE!!) Put it here to the tape like crazy glue So when they bounce out of speakers they stick to you The way that I communicate is non-typical But high level like a 3-D visual I hold the mic extensive, exhibit level and dimension I radiate the space like a up-right bass Son I leave crews laced and escape wit no trace Sound official like the finish time at a horse race Here to put it in place, for the nine-uno-seis Mos Def set the pace, make your fam give chase Raise your hands in the air, everybody get wit it Universal Magnetic b-boy, scientific It's like that and you don't stop It goes onto the rhythm you don't stop Raise your hands in the air, everybody get wit it The Universal Magnetic B-BOY, scientific y'all You don't stop, it goes onto the rhythm bust it Baby it's in my chromosomes to ROCK Microphones sets who wanna test the M-O Best to leave that *nigga* alone I make no bones or poems about droppin bars I make the world full swing under the Mos Def YES I ring the alarm like tennis sore My style hella-raw, I keep it raw bone like Skeletor And you should go and tell your clientele That they need to get The Message like Melle Mel I got the -- locked like a Death Row show And if I ain't a b-boy, Premier never used a bell (ding ding) So tell your boy, (what) crew to retire Before I make they *ass* catch fire like Richard Pryor Nondescriptive fiendin for riches, callin earths *bitches* But most of y'all brothers is livin wit your mothers Your Boogie Man yankin up your covers Sharper than some new box cutters, on Parkay's and butters And Stevie Wonder's, to make you run and tell the others The beat lovers, and play my jam like the numbers Son I rock the globe like I rocked your boat I'm bout to tap it on your shoulder cuz you got to know Now raise your hands in the air, everybody get wit it The Universal Magnetic b-boy, scientific Like that, and you don't stop It goes onto the rhythm you don't stop And raise your hands in the air, everybody get wit it Universal Magnetic B-BOY, (hooo!!) scientific You don't stop, it goes onto the rhythm you don't stop Raise your hands in the air, everybody get wit it Universal Magnetic b-boy, scientific Like that, and you don't stop It go onto the rhythm you don't stop Now raise your hands in the air everybody get wit it The Universal Magnetic in a b-boy stance |
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from Mos Def 3집 - True Magic (2006)
What it is, what you want?
Live your life right Make the beat the bump It's like one for the treble Two for the bass Three for the pretty babies up in the place The undeniable Come to the party in a B-boy stance I rock on the mic And the world wanna dance Fly like a dove That come from up above I'm rockin on the mic And you can call me Mos love Little homie you can call it what you want But you can't call it weak And you can't call it chump And looking like that Babe you need to call me up Seven eighteen D-a-n-t-e, one what? These jokers don't want none And all the pretty mommies want some Tell 'em come BK do it how Biggie say Spread love R. Harrison, throw it on get 'em up Dispirit and raw till they can't get enough Haters get it twisted Real niggaz get it done Buck down like a live round Not a dum dum, bop bop And you know, you know (make 'em say) (No matter how hard you try You can't stop us now) Yea, the undeniable (There ain't no future in fronting So just love me now) Yea, the undeniable So I start a flow just want y'all to know just who your listening to Black Dante So listen let me tell ya Who I am, and how I do The undeniable Respect a foundation that they can't hold And it's bullet, shatter, and earthquake proof See how I drop the jewel It's the golden rule A-B-C Always be cool They need to teach it at every school It's the A-B-Y Always be you Def, and I always been true Real, true Skill, true Ill Ghetto world I know exactly how it feels (Some go work, and some go steal) Children grow, women produce And we rock on no matter what what you do (No matter how hard you try You can't stop us now) Yea, the undeniable (There ain't no future in fronting So just love me now) Yea, the undeniable Yea, the undeniable, spread love y'all 6x spread love, it's the Brooklyn way 13x spread love, [alternating] every day, Brooklyn way, can't deny, no matter how hard you try [Singing] can't deny, can't deny, can't deny spread love you can give us a one Uh, What it is, what you want Get your mind right It's the beat to bump It's like one for the treble, two for the bass Make no mistake, you are rockin with Black Dante The undeniable Ha, Yea, The undeniable Fantastic Raw, dynamic, and real You got the feel Yea, the undeniable Spread love Undeniable Spread love Yeah, the undeniable Brooklyn way So good to you So hood to you. |
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from Mos Def 1집 - Black On Both Sides (1999)
I don't wanna write this down, [world... premiere] I wanna tell you how I feel right now [world... premiere] I don't wanna take no time to write this down, [world... premiere] I wanna tell you how I feel right now, hey [world... premiere] Tomorrow may never come For you or me Life is not promised Tomorrow may never show up For you and me This life is not promised I ain't no perfect man I'm trying to do, the best that I can, With what it is I have I ain't no perfect man I'm trying to do, the best that I can, With what it is I have Put my heart and soul into this song [yes yes] I hope you feel me )From where I am, to wherever you are I mean that sincerely Tomorrow may never come For and me Life is not promised Tomorrow may never appear You better hold this very moment very close to you [right now] Very close to you [right now] So close to you, So- close to you [your moment in history is right now!] Don't be affraid, to let it shine My Umi said shine your light on the world Shine your light for the world to see My Abi said shine your light on the world Shine your light for the world to see [I want black people to be free, to be free, to be free] My Abi said shine your light on the world [Want black people to be free, to be free, to be free] Shine your light for the world to see [Want black people to be free, to be free, to be free] My Umi said shine your light on the world [Want black people to be free, to be free, to be free] Shine your light for the world to see [Want black people to be free, to be free...] Sometimes I get discouraged I look around and, things are so weak People are so weak Sometimes, Sometimes I feel like crying Sometimes my heart gets heavy Sometimes I just want to leave and fly away [fly fly fly, like a dove] Sometimes I don't know what to do with myself [ow!] Passion takes over me I feel like a man Going insane Losing my brain Trying to maintain Doing my thang Hey hey hey hey hey Put my heart and soul into this y'all I hope you feel me Where I am, to wherever you are [ha ha ha ha] Sometimes I don't want to be bothered Sometimes I just want a quiet life, with Me and my babies, me and my lady Sometimes I don't want to get into no war [Black people to be free, to be free...] Sometimes I don't wanna be a soldier Sometimes I just wanna be a man, but Umi said shine your light on the world Shine your light for the world to see My Abi said shine your light on the world Shine your light for the world to see [I want black people to be free, to be free, to be free] My dreamers(?) said shine your light on the world [Want black people to be free, to be free, to be free] Shine your light for the world to see [Want black people] My elders said shine your light on the world [Hey hey] Shine your light for the world to see I want black people to be free, to be free, to be free All my people to be free, to be free, to be free Oh black people to be free, to be free, to be free Oh black people to be free, to be free, to be free That's all that matters to me (x7) Black people unite and let's all get down Gotta have what, Gotta have that love Peace and understanding One God, one light One man, one voice, one mic Black people unite come on and do it right Black people unite come on and do it right Black people unite come on and get down Gotta have what, Love, peace and understanding One God, one voice, one life One man, gon' shine my light Black people unite, now hop up and do it right Black people unite, now come on and do it right Yeah baby that's what I like Yeah baby that's what I like Yeah baby that's what I like... [Black people, my people....] |
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from Dave Chappelle's Block Party (2006)
I don't wanna write this down, [world... premiere] I wanna tell you how I feel right now [world... premiere] I don't wanna take no time to write this down, [world... premiere] I wanna tell you how I feel right now, hey [world... premiere] Tomorrow may never come For you or me Life is not promised Tomorrow may never show up For you and me This life is not promised I ain't no perfect man I'm trying to do, the best that I can, With what it is I have I ain't no perfect man I'm trying to do, the best that I can, With what it is I have Put my heart and soul into this song [yes yes] I hope you feel me )From where I am, to wherever you are I mean that sincerely Tomorrow may never come For and me Life is not promised Tomorrow may never appear You better hold this very moment very close to you [right now] Very close to you [right now] So close to you, So- close to you [your moment in history is right now!] Don't be affraid, to let it shine My Umi said shine your light on the world Shine your light for the world to see My Abi said shine your light on the world Shine your light for the world to see [I want black people to be free, to be free, to be free] My Abi said shine your light on the world [Want black people to be free, to be free, to be free] Shine your light for the world to see [Want black people to be free, to be free, to be free] My Umi said shine your light on the world [Want black people to be free, to be free, to be free] Shine your light for the world to see [Want black people to be free, to be free...] Sometimes I get discouraged I look around and, things are so weak People are so weak Sometimes, Sometimes I feel like crying Sometimes my heart gets heavy Sometimes I just want to leave and fly away [fly fly fly, like a dove] Sometimes I don't know what to do with myself [ow!] Passion takes over me I feel like a man Going insane Losing my brain Trying to maintain Doing my thang Hey hey hey hey hey Put my heart and soul into this y'all I hope you feel me Where I am, to wherever you are [ha ha ha ha] Sometimes I don't want to be bothered Sometimes I just want a quiet life, with Me and my babies, me and my lady Sometimes I don't want to get into no war [Black people to be free, to be free...] Sometimes I don't wanna be a soldier Sometimes I just wanna be a man, but Umi said shine your light on the world Shine your light for the world to see My Abi said shine your light on the world Shine your light for the world to see [I want black people to be free, to be free, to be free] My dreamers(?) said shine your light on the world [Want black people to be free, to be free, to be free] Shine your light for the world to see [Want black people] My elders said shine your light on the world [Hey hey] Shine your light for the world to see I want black people to be free, to be free, to be free All my people to be free, to be free, to be free Oh black people to be free, to be free, to be free Oh black people to be free, to be free, to be free That's all that matters to me (x7) Black people unite and let's all get down Gotta have what, Gotta have that love Peace and understanding One God, one light One man, one voice, one mic Black people unite come on and do it right Black people unite come on and do it right Black people unite come on and get down Gotta have what, Love, peace and understanding One God, one voice, one life One man, gon' shine my light Black people unite, now hop up and do it right Black people unite, now come on and do it right Yeah baby that's what I like Yeah baby that's what I like Yeah baby that's what I like... [Black people, my people....] |
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from Mos Def 3집 - True Magic (2006)
You are the one
You are the one Other brothers just don't know You got to feel me on this one man So real I'm so sin-serious about it, you know? I know, I know more than a few is gonna relate So much more than a few (fa-really real) So much more (on the really real!) When it started I knew it was trouble But you know me Them "hard an' e'rythings" can't hold me I need some shit straight out the movies -DRAMA! Warm to the touch, hot mama You put me all in like launch jeans and scama You was Mrs. Mine So fine Went from "we gonna conquer it all" To "nigga I'ma see you in court" I woulda never thought (damn) I guess I better think again (you know?) OK, now the shit is really sinking in We ain't just divorced We ain't even fucking friends Cause in the end it was all about the ends But fuck that I know it gotta be more to it Held up with bitter hate with crosses all through it And when I looked, what did I see? You on the other end crying like me Expression on your face like, "how could this be?" That's what I'm asking, "what the fuck happened?" How could all the magic and passion just vanish (c'mon) Went from outsanding, to makin' me shout, "Dammit!" Can't explain the changes, behavior's is outlandish Now I'm just stuck in the road feeling stranded I'm in the dark wishing for the answers On some ol' "Biggie gimme one more chance" shit When we met your face so brown Ya ass so round, of course I'm so down Wish I knew then what the fuck I know now Couldn't read the signs in the road: "SLOW DOWN!" I'm too deep in the road now Got me pulling over getting smoked out Fighting tears that I can't hold down Can't believe it, this fucka' got me weeping I keep it a secret so my friends won't peep it (live man?) But late in the evening I'm up, my chest heaving I'm reaching in the dark and I'm looking for the reason (WHY!) Did our love have to die? You and I were so fucking fly Can't get it off my mind The things that made me smile now make me cry You are the one FUCK YOU!! I wish we never met, I wish we never kissed I wish we never touched (I swear to God) I wish I didn't love you so much I wish I could forget how feel, how you f- (Damn) That's a lie The shit that made me smile, now make me cry You are the one You're the one! FUCK YOU!! Sometime I wish we'd come back Man, I wish we'd come back No lie For real Fuck that No, for real It's a dangerous necessity, it's a world famous mystery Love That's it Peace. |
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from Mos Def 4집 - The Ecstatic (2009)
Have fun y'all
Have fun y'all The city breathing all down your neck Bad news and good dough special effects And reality's teeth Bright, black, sicker than deep Who ain't shy of the pain? Who ain't shy of the pleasure just the same? Life is a game I heard the homie say Well I came to win so I'm not here to play Have fun (Get it, get it) Don't stop Ecstatic Fantastic Wild People Bad news and good dough Powder, potion, pills, smoke Baby, how you trying to go? Duro o dulce, fast or slow? Yay, no? It's OK you can have it your way love It ain't all good but baby I'm cool Feeling great, feeling good how are you? 10% Condition, 90% response Survival mathematics the number mad song Old dads drop the jewels so pure When the times get raw, there's something I recall Sometimes I don't remember it at all And it gets stormed by the weather with no umbrella Sky release pressure and the ground get wetter My outfit f'd up Could'a looked fresher But guess what? The hell with parade day rain Tsunami and sunshine a vomit is the same Life is a game I heard the homie say Well I came to win Dante Get it get it Bey! Get it get it Brooklyn Get it get it Ecstatic Don't Stop E'day People Bad news and good dough Powder, potion, pills, smoke Baby, how you trying to go? Duro o dulce, fast or slow? Yay, no? It's OK you can have it your way love Nasty times, but baby I'm cool Feeling great, feeling good Ey'day Every day Having a good time Every day Having a good time Every day Bey! Having a good time every day That's cool... |
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from Black Star - Mos Def & Talib Kweli Are Black Star (2002)
[Talib Kweli] Yo, we been through this before right? (Word, word...) So we figurin', if we gonna do it, we gotta freak it, y'know what I'm sayin? (True, true, true...) Cuz everything gotta go up from here, right? So Hi-Tek, turn it up a notch... [Jane Doe] Hail Mary, 'matta fact hail Jane Niggaz take my name in vain/vein like I was cocaine My affirmations kill emcees like assasination Bringin' you pain until you wish you had a vaccination Or vaccine, I shine like Vaseline Gas plays like petroleum, walk over them like linoleum My vocab expand like a rubber band Walkin' nekkid through the motherland, give the finger to my brotherman Niggaz just don't understand my reasons, I transcend like season And scar these rappers like legion It's treason, my suspension attract attention I'm ventin', givin' these chickenheads detention Did I mention my name, yo, go by the Jane Doe Drenched in Polo, chill downtown in Soho You don't know, this is just half my potential Check my credentials, come harder than sequential It's essential, you listen, I drive, you a pedestrian They bless me on the track cuz I attack wit' the estrogen Rhyme against the best a men, Jane burn it up When you hear it in the whip, tell your man to turn it up! [Wordsworth] Yo...get it...yo Yo, we fortified live, supportin' allies The wack is tryin' to shorten our lives, it sorta waters my eyes But here is some'n the cryin' talk about The verse on that cassette you and cousin fought about That led to God and Satan's fallin' out Encourage the liquor for those who ain't here that you pourin' out On 3-way, your parents, preacher and spouse called my house Revive or ruin, my theories of mics Sony or Aiwa, black or white, I fit in all stereotypes Search for a cast to plot, I make you a laughin' stock So shook, I could walk a half a block and feel the aftershocks Rain of acid drops, seek some help Now don't rewind, get it the first time, Shouldn't have to repeat myself Eternally verbally, I have numbers, succumb to time outs In rhyme bouts you'll dial 9, just to get a line out Known fact or factors and non-rappers fractured Results in more cast appearances than a hundred actors Emcees I'm testin' like diseases injected in gerbils Wordsworth, Kweli, Hi-Tek, Reflection Eternal..what... [Talib Kweli] My style high life like Fonz when I burn heads like a conk Cuz niggaz front, when their chances get slim like Pharoahe Monch Thinkin' they shits is heavy when they light like ilumination Intellectual masturbation with premature ejaculation I'm comin' cleaner than vaccinations My fascination with character assassination, Got these niggaz burnin' like sensation We keep it hot like matches and on lock like latches Wack emcees get they microphones snatched like Lee patches So YOU GO! To every wack muthafucka that you know (Scram...) My lyrics they get up in your genes/jeans like Parasucos So there's no mystery about the father, niggaz is hot and bothered Like the bitches that they are, takin' pictures with stars And got 'em open, but after they little hopes and dreams get broken Me and Hi-Tek, we live long and prosper like Vulcans Think I'm jokin'? We both got sons, we make cream and break dreams See through the fake schemes, wipin' your slate clean Like a squeegee, we be lightin' shit up like phosphorus Turnin' flamboyant niggaz anonymous, depressin' to optimus You stoppin' us is preposterous, like an androgenous masohganist You pickin' the wrong time, steppin' to me when I'm in my prime like Optimus Transformin', from rookie of the year to veteran Hip-hop is big business like Con Edison or medicine But fuck it, they gonna let us in, or else we rush the door I got to many reasons, save your 'whys' and 'what fors' CHORUS: [Kweli] This is twice inna lifetime so I'm lettin' you know (let 'em know, yo!) Blackstar, Wordsorth, Punchline and Jane Doe (yo!) [Mos] Lyrical com-pete and WE emcee We got the fortified five, exhibit level degree [Punchline] Check it... I keep dough in my pocket while you follow the false prophet Get deep like Islamics wrapped in a white garment I touch topics that try to open up your optics Vacate in the Tropics, you dodgin' bullets in the projects Cut the nonsense, I'm hotter than alot a men Start honorin', got more wifeys than Solomon Fuck the squad you in, a-yo we be the biddomb Regardless what I spit on, you worse with the tracks I shit on Once you get on, it's fair you can't trust (Yes!) Words & Punch, make rappers march like the third month I build with friends, lyrically spit gems Call me diamond, cuz I'm your girl's best friend Emcees are born losers, alcoholic abusers I'll go on the radio and start a gay rumor And then I'll talk about how the crowd tried to boo ya Label shoot ya, stressed out with brain tumors My gat claps, 50% of the wack Take it back to real rap, Krylons wit' the fat cap Get robbed for your ASCAP, leave you inside Fortified live, reppin' NY 'til I die! [Mos Def] Black body radiation situation that we workin' wit' My verb exists enlisted by the bogeys campin' services The purpose is, make you go and purchase this, no nervousness We are, hot like black tar, Black Star with emergerence Superlative, you fabricated like the word absurditive I'm rockin this from here to where the purges live To Brooklyn where the merchants live Next door to the murderers And bourbon is a elder man's medicinal alternative My memory is furnished with, back streets to back seats to fat Jeeps Legendary athletes who play by the trash heap My crew wasn't that deep, but beef we didn't act sweet Treadin' on these stompin grounds you better catch some black feet Flashy, it was between DeKalb and Pulasky Off the meter like an out of borough taxi They run your pockets fastly, black and nasty, nappy and crafty And SWAT are either sittin' in Clinton or Kaksaki Man Rudolph can screw off! You too soft to stop us You and your coppers should see some foot doctors Got your burnt chest popped up, but keep your guns cocked up Cuz all them cats that you knocked up and always gon' be locked up Hide yaself like Donna Summer, another number one And comin' from the underground, this is how it's comin' down Baby let me run it down, Mos Def, Talib Kweli, Jane Doe, Punch, Wor.. umm..E! Excuse me! Just ate another emcee! Sometimes that's just how it be Partner wash you down with green tea and some lime We like the five on the fist, fortified organized like DIS! |
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from Mos Def 3집 - True Magic (2006)
[Intro]
Bismillah ir Rhman ir Raheem Def on the speak Epic on the beat [Verse 1] Champion chronicle, M Def remarkable A breeze through the street Like the most potent ganja fume The non-stoppable 'A' article arsenal True legendary Zulu Johnny stomper dude Held responsible, bright, black, phenomenal M mastered the magical, ceremony classical Black hand touch the intangible, strong hold And get *'em all* with or without the barcode Y'all know, who stay frontin' like y'all don't Stay gone, brother stay home keep the K close At the crime court keep a case low Flaco got to keep *a face* though Baby, make no mistake about it I remember them days without it Vibrated a major wattage My gate safe and solid My flow translate to major dollars New ways and options New days new plagues and problems News page all the rave about him "It's so good, so hood, nothin' changed about him" You know... [Chorus] It just gets better with time It's like a greater later winner eve-ry time I got the will and the skill That the building can't kill, that's real Who that? The Undeniable True that, the most incredible Your M deffer, the Undeniable [Verse 2] Cool ways are the sake of my time I get paid even if they don't pay me no mind, you know... The days and times be frustrating the mind They youngbloods But discover such danger they shine, its so... Necessary that I come with the raw The magnetic, the sure, the most magical pure, *G Bank*... So bear witness to the actual fact It's no trick or a magical act Supernatural black, Dante this exclusively style Spread love baby move it around You know... [Chorus] It just gettin better with time It's like a greater later winner eve-ry time I got the will and the skill That the building can't kill, that's real Who that? The Undeniable True that, the most incredible Your M deffer, the Undeniable [Outro] Ture Magic True Magic True Magic Magic... Bank...(shh shh shh...) It just gettin better with time... I got the will and the skill... That's real... The Undeniable... M Def... (Ha ha ha) Don't Stop...Keep on [Boogeyman] Yes sir, yes ma'am, yes y'all. |
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from Mos Def 3집 - True Magic (2006)
[Intro]
Bismillah ir Rhman ir Raheem Def on the speak Epic on the beat [Verse 1] Champion chronicle, M Def remarkable A breeze through the street Like the most potent ganja fume The non-stoppable 'A' article arsenal True legendary Zulu Johnny stomper dude Held responsible, bright, black, phenomenal M mastered the magical, ceremony classical Black hand touch the intangible, strong hold And get *'em all* with or without the barcode Y'all know, who stay frontin' like y'all don't Stay gone, brother stay home keep the K close At the crime court keep a case low Flaco got to keep *a face* though Baby, make no mistake about it I remember them days without it Vibrated a major wattage My gate safe and solid My flow translate to major dollars New ways and options New days new plagues and problems News page all the rave about him "It's so good, so hood, nothin' changed about him" You know... [Chorus] It just gets better with time It's like a greater later winner eve-ry time I got the will and the skill That the building can't kill, that's real Who that? The Undeniable True that, the most incredible Your M deffer, the Undeniable [Verse 2] Cool ways are the sake of my time I get paid even if they don't pay me no mind, you know... The days and times be frustrating the mind They youngbloods But discover such danger they shine, its so... Necessary that I come with the raw The magnetic, the sure, the most magical pure, *G Bank*... So bear witness to the actual fact It's no trick or a magical act Supernatural black, Dante this exclusively style Spread love baby move it around You know... [Chorus] It just gettin better with time It's like a greater later winner eve-ry time I got the will and the skill That the building can't kill, that's real Who that? The Undeniable True that, the most incredible Your M deffer, the Undeniable [Outro] Ture Magic True Magic True Magic Magic... Bank...(shh shh shh...) It just gettin better with time... I got the will and the skill... That's real... The Undeniable... M Def... (Ha ha ha) Don't Stop...Keep on [Boogeyman] Yes sir, yes ma'am, yes y'all. |
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from Mos Def 3집 - True Magic (2006)
Quick question...
You ever felt like the realest nigga alive? Felt too pretty or powerful to die? Tell the truth... You ever felt ugly enough to cry? Have you ever begged for mercy? Have you ever wished you died? Tell the truth... Have you ever taken pride in the crime? Been too hungry to break down or hide? Felt low down dirty? Or super duper high? Or contemplated murder, robbery, or suicide? Tell the truth... Taken medicine for trouble in your mind? Or taken down a number? For taking up a scheme? I made her wild, beautiful take her 'til she skeet? Take her to the penthouse or take her to the skreet? Tell the Truth... So the waterman he take it to the beat And I take it to the 'mic So we takin' what we like Take it to your neck We gon' take it to the bank Triple X, Killa K Black we take it to your face Like, G..."BANK BANK" [Chorus] Gangsta, birth sign is danger It's like thug is the drug That make 'em fall in love When love don't love nobody BANK, BANK Gangsta, star sign is danger It's like thug is the drug Ready rock, steady pump Man they leanin' and they fiendin' Cuz they can't get enough... The Dee-Jay play this song in the dance And every buggy on the block got the tune on blast The TV is like the radio with visuals too So shiny, so gutter, mean moody and cool Tell the truth... They might be doing things that you wanna' do You fantasize as they be living it through The big home with the beautiful view You have a swim in the pool, and get fresh And take a spin in the coupe Tell the truth... You probably want to feel the world in your palm While hold a gun in your hand And make 'em know you a star Tell the truth... And there's those who probably already are They well known in they zone Or they town or they block Tell the truth... Then there's the rest who are usually not And the heavy dose of thug feel like all that they got So they ready to rock...R-r-rock... Ha, ha, heh [Chorus] Gangsta, birth sign is danger It's like thug is the drug That make 'em fall in love When love don't love nobody [Gunshots, screaming] Gangsta, star sign is danger It's like thug is the drug Ready rock, steady pump Man they leanin' and they fiendin' Cuz they can't get enough... [beat rides out] |
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from Black Star - Mos Def & Talib Kweli Are Black Star (2002)
[Talib Kweli]
Yo Dee (What?) Come on (Yeah..) What? What? Come on (Yeah) "Give me the fortune, keep the fame," said my man Louis I agreed, know what he mean because we live the truest lie I asked him why we follow the law of the bluest eye He looked at me, he thought about it Was like, "I'm clueless, why?" The question was rhetorical, the answer is horrible Our morals are out of place and got our lives full of sorrow And so tomorrow comin' later than usual Waitin' on someone to pity us While we findin' beauty in the hideous They say money's the root of all evil but I can't tell You know what I mean, pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills Or is it the mindstate that's ill? Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build Over money and religion there's more blood to spill The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that never heal What's the deal? A lot of cats who buy records are straight broke But my language universal they be recitin' my quotes While R&B singers hit bad notes, we rock the boat of thought, that my man Louis' statements just provoked Caught up, in conversations of our personal worth Brought up, through endangered species status on the planet Earth Survival tactics means, bustin' gats to prove you hard Your firearms are too short to box with God Without faith, all of that is illusionary Raise my son, no vindication of manhood necessary [M.D.] Not strong [T.K.] Only aggressive [M.D.] Not free [T.K.] We only licensed [M.D.] Not compassionate, only polite [T.K.] Now who the nicest? [M.D.] Not good but well behaved [T.K.] Chasin' after death so we can call ourselves brave? [M.D.] Still livin' like mental slaves [both] Hidin' like thieves in the night from life Illusions of oasis makin' you look twice [both] Hidin' like thieves in the night from life Illusions of oasis makin' you look twice [Mos Def] Yo, I'm sure that everybody out listenin' agree That everything you see ain't really how it be A lot of jokers out runnin' in place, chasin the style Be a lot goin' on beneath the empty smile Most cats in my area be lovin' the hysteria Synthesized surface conceals the interior America, land of opportunity, mirages and camouflages More than usually -- speakin' loudly, sayin' nothin' You confusin' me, you losin' me Your game is twisted, want me enlisted -- in your usary Foolishly, most men join the ranks cluelessly Buffoonishly accept the deception, believe the perception Reflection rarely seen across the surface of the lookin' glass Walkin' the street, wonderin' who they be lookin' past Lookin' gassed with them imported designer shades on Stars shine bright, but the light -- rarely stays on Same song, just remixed, different arrangement Put you on a yacht but they won't call it a slave ship Strangeness, you don't control this, you barely hold this Screamin' brand new, when they just sanitized the old shit Suppose it's, just another clever Jedi mind trick That they been runnin' across stars through all the time with I find it's distressin', there's never no in-between We either niggaz or Kings We either bitches or Queens The deadly ritual seems immersed, in the perverse Full of short attention spans, short tempers, and short skirts Long barrel automatics released in short bursts The length of black life is treated with short worth Get yours first, them other niggaz secondary That type of illin' that be fillin' up the cemetery This life is temporary but the soul is eternal Separate the real from the lie, let me learn you Not strong, only aggressive, cause the power ain't directed That's why, we are subjected to the will of the oppressive Not free, we only licensed Not live, we just excitin' Cause the captors.. own the masters.. to what we writin' Not compassionate, only polite, we well trained Our sincerity's rehearsed in stage, it's just a game Not good, but well behaved cause the ca-me-ra survey most of the things that we think, do, or say We chasin' after death just to call ourselves brave But everyday, next man meet with the grave I give a damn if any fan recall my legacy I'm tryin' to live life in the sight of God's memory Like that y'all [Mos Def] A lot of people don't understand the true criteria of things Can't just accept the appearance Have to get the true essence [Talib Kweli] They ain't lookin' around [M.D.] Not strong [T.K.] Only aggressive [M.D.] Not free [T.K.] We only licensed [M.D.] Not compassionate, only polite [T.K.] Now who the nicest? [M.D.] Not good but well behaved [T.K.] Chasin' after death so we can call ourselves brave? [M.D.] Still livin' like mental slaves [both] Hidin' like thieves in the night from life Illusions of oasis makin' you look twice [both] Hidin' like thieves in the night from life Illusions of oasis makin' you look twice [both] Hidin' like thieves in the night from life Illusions of oasis makin' you look twice [both] Hidin' like thieves in the night from life Illusions of oasis makin' you look twice [Mos Def (singing)] Stop hidin', stop hidin', stop hidin' yo' face Stop hidin', stop hidin', 'cause ain't no hidin' place |
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from Mos Def 3집 - True Magic (2006)
This is a song, got two lyrics
Very simple and plain we can all sing together Nobody has to feel left out Join in, this is the song people need to be singing right now When they tell you you can't, you shouldn't, you won't Tell 'em this There is a way No matter what they say [Repeat: x4] Don't give up, don't give in [Repeat: x8] |
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from Mos Def 3집 - True Magic (2006)
This is a song, got two lyrics
Very simple and plain we can all sing together Nobody has to feel left out Join in, this is the song people need to be singing right now When they tell you you can't, you shouldn't, you won't Tell 'em this There is a way No matter what they say [Repeat: x4] Don't give up, don't give in [Repeat: x8] |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
Listen All white men is runnin this rap shit Corporate force's runnin this rap shit Setae israli is runnin this rap shit We poke out the asses for a chance to cash in Cocaine, is runnin this rap shit 'Dro, 'yac and E-pills is runnin this rap shit The rape over, turn your face over nigga No god in disguise it's me, game over Hey lil souljahs you're ready for more? But don't ask what you're fighting for They thought that you sur--vived the gunfight, the drama, the stress You get in the line of fire we get the big ass cheques You gettin your choice to pimp Make your choice and fall in This is austral B I, take that cock in your behind, Beatch Hit the streets and perform for us Hold hard and bring it on to us, fucker I let you sip, comes an army, get a Mercedes And kick back and let you pay me, my Mack is crazy I leave the, knife and fist fight filled with glamour Yeah, take a picture what this platinum-plated the sledgehammer We over-do it add the fire and explosion to it We're so confused with one rap music Mtv, is runnin this rap shit Viacom is runnin this rap shit AOL and Time Warner runnin this rap shit We poke out the asses for a chance to cash in Cocaine, is runnin this rap shit Hennessey, is runnin this rap shit Quasi-homosexuals is runnin this rap shit Watch out we run the world That's it |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
I just want you to Relax Ease into it Baby slow down, just take your time You and me goin' be here for a while Okay Baby don't rush this, take your time You and me goin' be here for a while Okay I got so much that I want to do I just want to be close to you Okay I got so much that I want to do That I can show you better than I can say I don't wanna be no where but here No where in this atmosphere Stratosphere, ionosphere Ain't no sphere that's bright like here I don't wanna be no where but here No where in this atmosphere I'm good where I am Baby slow down, take your time You and me goin' be here for a while Okay, hey I got so much that I want to do I can show you better than I can say Let me show you Let me show you Let me show you Let me show you Let me show you I wanna show you Let me show you Let me show you Let me show you Oh baby, you make me feel so good Come let me take you by the hand Oh baby, you make me feel so good Let me show you how Let me show you how Let me show you now Let me show it out Let me show you how I wanna show ya how Let me show ya Let me show ya Let me show ya Let me show ya Let me show ya Ohh Baby slow down just take your time You and me goin' be here for a while Okay, hey I got so much that I want to do That I can show you better than I can say Enough talk and let's move Come on, come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, come on |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
I just want you to
Relax Ease into it Baby slow down, just take your time You and me goin' be here for a while Okay Baby don't rush this, take your time You and me goin' be here for a while Okay I got so much that I want to do I just want to be close to you Okay I got so much that I want to do That I can show you better than I can say I don't wanna be no where but here No where in this atmosphere Stratosphere, ionosphere Ain't no sphere that's bright like here I don't wanna be no where but here No where in this atmosphere I'm good where I am Baby slow down, take your time You and me goin' be here for a while Okay, hey I got so much that I want to do I can show you better than I can say Let me show you Let me show you Let me show you Let me show you Let me show you I wanna show you Let me show you Let me show you Let me show you Oh baby, you make me feel so good Come let me take you by the hand Oh baby, you make me feel so good Let me show you how Let me show you how Let me show you now Let me show it out Let me show you how I wanna show ya how Let me show ya Let me show ya Let me show ya Let me show ya Let me show ya Ohh Baby slow down just take your time You and me goin' be here for a while Okay, hey I got so much that I want to do That I can show you better than I can say Enough talk and let's move Come on, come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on, come on |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
<i>[Intro]</i>
You turn me up a lil'.. I'm gettin a lotta , alotta music Add me more voice here, yeah, yeah Even more, even more, even more A Black Johnson, exclusive Pop up! Pop up, pop up, pop up, pop up, pop up! Aahhh! <i>[Hook 1]</i> Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it...and you can get it! Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! You can get it! <i>[Mos Def]</i> They want a nigga that done change their life Fuck 'em,and feed 'em, and buy 'em all the things, he like: shit! You smile bright and ya game is tight You say: Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Bright eyes and the pretty long hair, oh yeah Body all there, oh yeah You wanna reach me call here Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it Though I believe what I'm sayin, yeah well I believe I can spit it so good that they will And that's real And that's all Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! <i>[Hook 2]</i> Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Raise your hands and we doin now with it Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Put it up if you wanna (be) down with it Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Throw it up if you wanna (be) down with it Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Haaaa. <i>[Mos Def]</i> They want a nigga that done change in life Fuck 'em, and feed 'em, i'ma buy all the things, he like: You smile bright and ya game is tight Huh! You smile bright and ya game is tight Let me know whatcha doin' tonight Y-E-A, YEAH! Huh, yeah! Huh, yeah! Huh! Y-E-A, YEAH! Y-E-A, YEAH! <i>[Mos Def]</i> Huh, they want a nigga that done changed in life Fuck 'em, and feed 'em, i'ma buy all the things, he like Shit! You smile bright and ya game is tight Now baby: Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Bright eyes and the pretty long hair, oh yeah Body all there,yeah oh yeah You wanna reach me call here Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! <i>[Hook 3]</i> Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Raise your hands if you wanna (be) down with it Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Throw ya hands let me know how you feelin <i>[Mos Def]</i> Belly to belly then up in the dance You got the things that I like to touch Get close cuz I like to touch Uhhhhhhhn, so much! Belly to belly then we up in the club Don't hate baby show some love Let me know what's on your mind Get close let me start to grind Hun, what's on your mind And get close and we start to grind Make me feel so... oohhh! <i>[Hook 4]</i> Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! You can get it Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Is you with it? Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Ghetto rock for all y'all niggaz Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! <i>[Mos Def]</i> Hun! See Huh, they want a nigga that done changed their life Fuck 'em, and feed 'em, i'ma buy all the things, he like Shit! You smile bright and ya game is tight Now baby: Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it The bright eyes and the long or short hair, oh yeah The body all there, mama oh yeah You wanna reach me call here 7-1-8, Y-E-A, Y-E-AAAAAA-H! Uhhh uhhhh. Uuhh uhhh I like it, I see it, I want it uhh uhh I like it, I see it, u got it uhh uhh, let's do it I like it, you got it,uhh uhh I see it I like it, you got it uhh uhh lets do it I like it, you got it uhh uhh I see it, I like it you got it Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Say Y-E-A, YEAH YEAH Y-E-A, yeah yeah! <i>[repeat]</i> <i>[Outro]</i> Brooklyn! I say.. oohh ...ahhh Oooh, aahh Belly to belly you and I up in the dance Don't be shy while we raise your hands Belly to belly you and I up in the grind Let me know what's on your mind Gz y-e-a ....(yeah)..Owwwwwwh!!!! Y-E-A...(yeah yeah..) ooh oh ho ohh! Y-E-A... (yeah yeah..) Y-E-A... right away, right away.. BOOGIE MAN! BOOGIE MAN! BOOGIE MAN.. |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
<i>[Intro]</i>
You turn me up a lil'.. I'm gettin a lotta , alotta music Add me more voice here, yeah, yeah Even more, even more, even more A Black Johnson, exclusive Pop up! Pop up, pop up, pop up, pop up, pop up! Aahhh! <i>[Hook 1]</i> Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it...and you can get it! Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! You can get it! <i>[Mos Def]</i> They want a nigga that done change their life Fuck 'em,and feed 'em, and buy 'em all the things, he like: shit! You smile bright and ya game is tight You say: Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Bright eyes and the pretty long hair, oh yeah Body all there, oh yeah You wanna reach me call here Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it Though I believe what I'm sayin, yeah well I believe I can spit it so good that they will And that's real And that's all Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! <i>[Hook 2]</i> Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Raise your hands and we doin now with it Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Put it up if you wanna (be) down with it Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Throw it up if you wanna (be) down with it Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Haaaa. <i>[Mos Def]</i> They want a nigga that done change in life Fuck 'em, and feed 'em, i'ma buy all the things, he like: You smile bright and ya game is tight Huh! You smile bright and ya game is tight Let me know whatcha doin' tonight Y-E-A, YEAH! Huh, yeah! Huh, yeah! Huh! Y-E-A, YEAH! Y-E-A, YEAH! <i>[Mos Def]</i> Huh, they want a nigga that done changed in life Fuck 'em, and feed 'em, i'ma buy all the things, he like Shit! You smile bright and ya game is tight Now baby: Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Bright eyes and the pretty long hair, oh yeah Body all there,yeah oh yeah You wanna reach me call here Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! <i>[Hook 3]</i> Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Raise your hands if you wanna (be) down with it Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Throw ya hands let me know how you feelin <i>[Mos Def]</i> Belly to belly then up in the dance You got the things that I like to touch Get close cuz I like to touch Uhhhhhhhn, so much! Belly to belly then we up in the club Don't hate baby show some love Let me know what's on your mind Get close let me start to grind Hun, what's on your mind And get close and we start to grind Make me feel so... oohhh! <i>[Hook 4]</i> Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! You can get it Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Is you with it? Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Ghetto rock for all y'all niggaz Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! <i>[Mos Def]</i> Hun! See Huh, they want a nigga that done changed their life Fuck 'em, and feed 'em, i'ma buy all the things, he like Shit! You smile bright and ya game is tight Now baby: Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it The bright eyes and the long or short hair, oh yeah The body all there, mama oh yeah You wanna reach me call here 7-1-8, Y-E-A, Y-E-AAAAAA-H! Uhhh uhhhh. Uuhh uhhh I like it, I see it, I want it uhh uhh I like it, I see it, u got it uhh uhh, let's do it I like it, you got it,uhh uhh I see it I like it, you got it uhh uhh lets do it I like it, you got it uhh uhh I see it, I like it you got it Y-E-A, YEAH! You can get it! Say Y-E-A, YEAH YEAH Y-E-A, yeah yeah! <i>[repeat]</i> <i>[Outro]</i> Brooklyn! I say.. oohh ...ahhh Oooh, aahh Belly to belly you and I up in the dance Don't be shy while we raise your hands Belly to belly you and I up in the grind Let me know what's on your mind Gz y-e-a ....(yeah)..Owwwwwwh!!!! Y-E-A...(yeah yeah..) ooh oh ho ohh! Y-E-A... (yeah yeah..) Y-E-A... right away, right away.. BOOGIE MAN! BOOGIE MAN! BOOGIE MAN.. |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
What it is, what it is, what it is
What it is What it is, what it is, what it is What it is See me, want me, give me, trust me Feed me, fuck me, love me, touch me This whole world is cold and ugly What we are is low and lovely I am the most beautiful boogie man The most beautiful boogie man Let me be your favorite nightmare Close your eyes and ill be right there While...Open...All...Over...A-gain See me, touch me, give me, want me Feed me, fuck me, trust me, love me This whole world is cold and ugly What we are is low and lovely I am the most beautiful boogie man The most beautiful boogie man Let me be your favorite nightmare Close your eyes and ill be right there While...Open...All...Over...A-gain...Ag-ain Ag-a-in [Fades Out] |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
What it is, what it is, what it is What it is What it is, what it is, what it is What it is See me, want me, give me, trust me Feed me, fuck me, love me, touch me This whole world is cold and ugly What we are is low and lovely I am the most beautiful boogie man The most beautiful boogie man Let me be your favorite nightmare Close your eyes and ill be right there While...Open...All...Over...A-gain See me, touch me, give me, want me Feed me, fuck me, trust me, love me This whole world is cold and ugly What we are is low and lovely I am the most beautiful boogie man The most beautiful boogie man Let me be your favorite nightmare Close your eyes and ill be right there While...Open...All...Over...A-gain...Ag-ain Ag-a-in [Fades Out] |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
Woman you know I love you Woman you know just how I feel You try to tell me that you don't know When I know you know the deal Woman you know I love you Woman you know I care ... hey You try to say I'm running game You try to say baby you don't play fair Oh darling If there is any doubt in your mind I want you to be sure ... heeeey If you don't ever see me again I want you to be sure That I love you Oh girl Oh baby I love you Darling I love you ... hey Oh darling I love you ... hey (Turn the lights down low) (Turn the lights down low) Oh baby You got to understand how I feel You need to understand where I'm coming from Aint no need to be afraid Aint no need to get up and run Oh darling Oh girl you know I love you Oh darling You know I know I love you Oh baby If you never see me again I need you to be sure From this moment right now Till for ever more Said I love you Love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you, love you ... babyyyy Woman I love you Woman I love you Woman I love you AAAAAAHHHHHH ... Woman I love you |
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from Gorillaz 3집 - Plastic Beach (2010)
Pay day you're a winner
Pay day you're a winner Keep cool form a line Scare money broke money Bold money mo money So sunny cloud breaker Sound maker wave runner Wild wonder funky drummer You can get it how you wanna There's math and there's dealers and Players and me They say that they winners ok Well let's see You pay or you play The rules of the trade They math of the days The days of the age What you want how you like Aim high man why not Some old story yours each and All of yours There's maths and there's dealers and Players and me They say that they winners ok Well let's see Sweepstakes, sweepstakes You're a winner Sweepstakes, you're a winner Sweepstakes, you're a winner Sweepstakes, you're a winner Sweepstakes, you're a winner Sweepstakes, you're a winner Pay day you're a winner Pay day you're a winner Keep cool form a line Scare money broke money Bold money mo money So sunny cloud breaker Sound maker wave runner Wild wonder funky drummer You can get it how you wanna Who's the winner said the dealer Every player yeah me So you say we will see Pay of play a ok What's it roll how you like Aim high why not Sun moon and starryarrs Each and every allayalls Who's a winner yeah me So you say we will see Cloud breaker danger beach Big fleets ok let's eat Sweepstakes you're a winner Sweepstakes you're a winner Sweepstakes you're a winner Sweepstakes you're a winner Pay day you're a winner Keep cool form a line Scare money broke money Bold money mo money So sunny cloud breaker Sound maker wave runner Wild wonder funky drummer You can get it how you wanna There's math and there's dealers and Players and killers and me They say that they winners ok Well let's see You pay or you play The rules of the trade They math of the days The times of the age What you want how you like Aim high man why not Some old story yours Each and every allayalls There's maths and there's dealers and Players and me Sweepstakes They say that they winners ok Well let's see You're a winner Sweepstakes you're a winner Sweepstakes you're a winner Pay day you're a winner Keep cool form a line Scare money broke money Bold money mo money So sunny cloud breaker Sound maker wave runner Wild wonder funky drummer You can get it how you wanna Who's the winner said the dealer Every player yeah me So you say we will see Pay of play a ok What's it roll how you like Aim high why not Sun moon and starryarrs Each and every allayalls Who's a winner yeah me So you say we will see Cloud breaker danger beach Fresh fleets ok let's eat Sweepstakes you're a winner Sweepstakes you're a winner Sweepstakes you're a winner Sweepstakes you're a winner Keep cool form a line Scare money broke money Bold money mo money So sunny cloud breaker Sound maker wave runner Wild wonder funky drummer You can get it how you wanna There's math and there's dealers and Players and me They say that they winners ok Well let's see You pay or you play The rules of the trade They math of the days The times of the age What you want how you like Aim high man why not Some old story yours Each and every allayalls There's maths and there's dealers and Players and me |
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from Mos Def 4집 - The Ecstatic (2009)
[In Arabic]
Bismillah ir-Rahman ir-Rahim [Translation:] In the name of Allah, most Gracious, most Compassionate [Malcolm X] "You're living at a time of extremism, a time of revolution a time where there's got to be a change. People in power have misused it and now there has to be a change and a better world has to be built and the only way is going to be built is with extreme methods and I for one will join with anyone, don't care what color you are as long as you want change this miserable condition that exists on this earth." [Mos Def] Ecstatic Ecstatic, ecstatic Classic Flow Super magic, black origin, freshly out of dopeness Definitely out of dopeness, sketch another opus Knock off your set, Brooklyn, we keep 'em open The heavens expand the stars advance feel the boogieman Mojo hand healing power like Bang Snap, I rebuke these snitches We know the truth, you can't confuse me, bitches Great name, greater than all your riches Yah Dante Flaco Bey that's the business Repeat, I rebuke these snitches We know the truth, you can't confuse me, bitches Strong magic that bust all your wishes Cherokee Chief rock upon cha rock it don't stop And let's get Yes (background in Arabic: Mashallah Translation: As Allah has willed) You're now rockin' with the Def Lararara Oh Oh Oh Oh It's like heartbeat, you make me feel So... REAL Super magic, black origin, freshly out of dopeness Definitely out of dopeness, sketch another opus Knock off your set, Brooklyn we keep 'em open Again again Super magic, black origin, freshly out of dopeness Definitely out of dopeness, sketch another opus Knock off your set, come close and get 'em open Get it here, let it go! Ectasy The heavens expand the stars advance feel the boogieman Nice! Magic! |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
(Let the sun shine) Yeah yeah its a brand new day y'all (Let the sunshine in) Turn me up in the top a little bit dog Little do you know, y'all gonna hear this one (The suns shinin') Loud and clear, bright and early Listen .. I don't hate players, I don't love the game I'm the shot clock, way above the game To be point blank with you motherfuck the game I got all this work on me, I ain't come for play You can show the little shorties how you pump and fake But dog, Not to def, I'm not impressed I'm not amused, I'm not confused, I'm not to dude I'm grown man business, and I am not in school Put your hand down youngin' this is not for you On my +J.O.+ with beats by Kan-ye yo My name on the marquee, your name off the payroll Style fresh, like I'm still a day old And it's been like that since the day yo On more time than a Roley, or Seiko Step on deck, your neck do what I say so Get up or get out, get down or lay low (Let the sun shine) Standing in the shadow of a fabulous man Brooklyn nigga I am, Black Dante (Let the sunshine in) That nigga, that dude Black People, Lets Move (The suns shinin') Shout out to my man Talib Kweli, yes We on top-a top-a, shout-a shout-a Check it out .. Slim nigga that casts a big shadow Cherokee red to shoot the long arrow Got more skill, more aim, and more ammo You can get it all from a big or small barrel Like, hail Mary, full of grace Niggaz come in and shoot up the place And make you pull up your face The deck, I'm a pull out the ace From the jungles of the empire state where it ain't no escape, 247, 718 And thats like every night, every day From the place that I settle and stay To the states, I'm collecting my pay Blast off then I'm back to the K Hold it down so my family straight Represent in a family way Pro ball not for amateur play Been raw since the amateur stage Before the press had the cameras raised 2 - Mos Def + (Sample) (Let the sun shine) Like a long time man of the way You understanding me straight (Let the sunshine in) Yes, yes, no doubt, excellence Its what it is, what it is And thats what it is, you see? (The suns shinin') Ha, Fire .. - Mos Def Cause it is deeper, sweeter, richer, crisper Stronger reception and sharper picture Revolve around God, and involve with niggaz These elements I perform my scripture And make Mos Def a classic modern figure Brooklyn it don't matter if you holler or whisper Your coming through clan, 'cause I'm right here wit'cha Ain't gotta edit the slang, I got it, I'll get ya Yo, brothers and sisters, fathers and mothers The lovers, the leavers, the doubters, believers The stayers, the quitters, the bitches, the niggaz Rebel guerrillas the ghetto civilians Y'all 'gon feel it from the first to the millionth It's extra, ordinary and plain I walk a thousand paces of light ahead of the game By the time you get where I'm standing, I'll be gone Y'all make moves, but y'all just move on (Let the sun shine) I move in, and y'all must move on Cause I move to strong And I know what my feet move for (Let the sunshine in) Made it go without a brand new car Made it fresh without a brand new song And give a fuck about what brand you are (The suns shining') I'm concerned what type of man you are What your principles and standards are You understand me y'all Be good to your family y'all No matter where your families are Cause everybody needs family y'all Raise a hand, you understand me y'all Everybody needs family y'all Be good to your families dog Understand, no matter where your families are Everybody needs family dog Raise a hand, you understand me pa Thats what it is...thats my man Family and my family Pencil Pete My man too, all our loved ones behind the walls All of those who still in the struggle Masada Malia, Son Dial la, Magic Mel (Let the sun shine) Life is real To all the real soldiers, black people (Let the sunshine in) We family y'all (The suns shining') Let it be bright .. |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
(Let the sun shine) Yeah yeah its a brand new day y'all (Let the sunshine in) Turn me up in the top a little bit dog Little do you know, y'all gonna hear this one (The suns shinin') Loud and clear, bright and early Listen .. I don't hate players, I don't love the game I'm the shot clock, way above the game To be point blank with you motherfuck the game I got all this work on me, I ain't come for play You can show the little shorties how you pump and fake But dog, Not to def, I'm not impressed I'm not amused, I'm not confused, I'm not to dude I'm grown man business, and I am not in school Put your hand down youngin' this is not for you On my +J.O.+ with beats by Kan-ye yo My name on the marquee, your name off the payroll Style fresh, like I'm still a day old And it's been like that since the day yo On more time than a Roley, or Seiko Step on deck, your neck do what I say so Get up or get out, get down or lay low (Let the sun shine) Standing in the shadow of a fabulous man Brooklyn nigga I am, Black Dante (Let the sunshine in) That nigga, that dude Black People, Lets Move (The suns shinin') Shout out to my man Talib Kweli, yes We on top-a top-a, shout-a shout-a Check it out .. Slim nigga that casts a big shadow Cherokee red to shoot the long arrow Got more skill, more aim, and more ammo You can get it all from a big or small barrel Like, hail Mary, full of grace Niggaz come in and shoot up the place And make you pull up your face The deck, I'm a pull out the ace From the jungles of the empire state where it ain't no escape, 247, 718 And thats like every night, every day From the place that I settle and stay To the states, I'm collecting my pay Blast off then I'm back to the K Hold it down so my family straight Represent in a family way Pro ball not for amateur play Been raw since the amateur stage Before the press had the cameras raised 2 - Mos Def + (Sample) (Let the sun shine) Like a long time man of the way You understanding me straight (Let the sunshine in) Yes, yes, no doubt, excellence Its what it is, what it is And thats what it is, you see? (The suns shinin') Ha, Fire .. - Mos Def Cause it is deeper, sweeter, richer, crisper Stronger reception and sharper picture Revolve around God, and involve with niggaz These elements I perform my scripture And make Mos Def a classic modern figure Brooklyn it don't matter if you holler or whisper Your coming through clan, 'cause I'm right here wit'cha Ain't gotta edit the slang, I got it, I'll get ya Yo, brothers and sisters, fathers and mothers The lovers, the leavers, the doubters, believers The stayers, the quitters, the bitches, the niggaz Rebel guerrillas the ghetto civilians Y'all 'gon feel it from the first to the millionth It's extra, ordinary and plain I walk a thousand paces of light ahead of the game By the time you get where I'm standing, I'll be gone Y'all make moves, but y'all just move on (Let the sun shine) I move in, and y'all must move on Cause I move to strong And I know what my feet move for (Let the sunshine in) Made it go without a brand new car Made it fresh without a brand new song And give a fuck about what brand you are (The suns shining') I'm concerned what type of man you are What your principles and standards are You understand me y'all Be good to your family y'all No matter where your families are Cause everybody needs family y'all Raise a hand, you understand me y'all Everybody needs family y'all Be good to your families dog Understand, no matter where your families are Everybody needs family dog Raise a hand, you understand me pa Thats what it is...thats my man Family and my family Pencil Pete My man too, all our loved ones behind the walls All of those who still in the struggle Masada Malia, Son Dial la, Magic Mel (Let the sun shine) Life is real To all the real soldiers, black people (Let the sunshine in) We family y'all (The suns shining') Let it be bright .. |
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from Mos Def 3집 - True Magic (2006)
A night where beautiful life is real
The mathematic to acting still The unfamiliar the warm embrace The family ties and the stranger's face The lighting thunder the power steed The what it is and the what is believed The strong connections desire to need The waking now or the moment to dream The laugh the murmur the moan and the scream The voice of reason somewhere in between The one and all the me and the we The I and I the thou and the thee A man a design a child of the streets The daily chore the impossible feat The drum the chorus phenomenal beat Easy to touch and the harder to reach The sweetest fruit in the top of the tree The sun the moon the stars and the breeze I'm coming to it, and it's coming to me I'm getting ready |
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from Mos Def 3집 - True Magic (2006)
A night where beautiful life is real
The mathematic to acting still The unfamiliar the warm embrace The family ties and the stranger's face The lighting thunder the power steed The what it is and the what is believed The strong connections desire to need The waking now or the moment to dream The laugh the murmur the moan and the scream The voice of reason somewhere in between The one and all the me and the we The I and I the thou and the thee A man a design a child of the streets The daily chore the impossible feat The drum the chorus phenomenal beat Easy to touch and the harder to reach The sweetest fruit in the top of the tree The sun the moon the stars and the breeze I'm coming to it, and it's coming to me I'm getting ready |
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from Gorillaz - Stylo [single] (2010)
[Mos Def:]
Love electricity, Shockwave central, Power on the motherboard, Yes. Push up, Overload, Legendary, Heavy glow, Sunshine, Thunder-roll, Keep this on, Yes the lanturn burns firm and easy, And broadcast so raw and neatly, Thunder-roll, Sunshine, Work it out now, now, now... [2D:] Overload, overload, overload, Coming on to the Overload, overload, overload, Coming on to the Overload, overload, overload, Coming on to the Overload, overload, overload, Coming on to the... Oh Stylo, (juice) Go for blossom in your soul. When you know your heart is light, Electric is the love. When the mako flies, (Like a giant fish,) Up from the bottom in your eyes, (As it leaps from the stream,) Then I'll know the twilight skies, (Blood curdles, it's death row,) Are not so broken hearted. (Hot from the end of the line.) [Bobby Womack:] If it's love, it's electric. It'll be flowing on the streets, Night after night, Just to get through the week. Sometimes it's hard. Right now. [2D:] Sing yourself (juice) out of depression, Rise above All recession. If I know your heart, Electric is the love. [Bobby Womack:] There's only one way; Let it play a little while longer. It's got a way of passing through man and woman, In another world, In another world in the universe. Ohhhhh... [2D:] (Overload, overload, overload,) (Coming on to the) (Overload, overload, overload,) (Coming on to the) (Overload, overload, overload,) (Coming on to the) (Overload, overload, overload,) (Coming on to the...) [Bobby Womack:] Right now. Here's what we got to do. If it's love, it's electric. It'll be flowing on the streets, Night after night, Just to get through the week. Sometimes it's hard. [2D:] (Overload, overload, overload,) (Coming on to the) (Overload, overload, overload,) (Coming on to the) (Overload, overload, overload,) (Coming on to the) (Overload, overload, overload,) (Coming on to the...) [Mos Def:] That's what I'm talking about. Love electricity, Shockwave central, Power on the motherboard, Yes Push up, Overload, Legendary, Heavy glow, Sunshine, Thunder-roll, Keep this on, Yes the lanturn burns so firm and easy, And broadcast so raw and easy, Thunder-roll, Sunshine, Work it out now, now, now... Right now. ------------------------------------ |
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from Gorillaz 3집 - Plastic Beach (2010)
[Mos Def:]
Love electricity, Shockwave central, Power on the motherboard, Yes. Push up, Overload, Legendary, Heavy glow, Sunshine, Thunder-roll, Keep this on, Yes the lanturn burns firm and easy, And broadcast so raw and neatly, Thunder-roll, Sunshine, Work it out now, now, now... [2D:] Overload, overload, overload, Coming on to the Overload, overload, overload, Coming on to the Overload, overload, overload, Coming on to the Overload, overload, overload, Coming on to the... Oh Stylo, (juice) Go for blossom in your soul. When you know your heart is light, Electric is the love. When the mako flies, (Like a giant fish,) Up from the bottom in your eyes, (As it leaps from the stream,) Then I'll know the twilight skies, (Blood curdles, it's death row,) Are not so broken hearted. (Hot from the end of the line.) [Bobby Womack:] If it's love, it's electric. It'll be flowing on the streets, Night after night, Just to get through the week. Sometimes it's hard. Right now. [2D:] Sing yourself (juice) out of depression, Rise above All recession. If I know your heart, Electric is the love. [Bobby Womack:] There's only one way; Let it play a little while longer. It's got a way of passing through man and woman, In another world, In another world in the universe. Ohhhhh... [2D:] (Overload, overload, overload,) (Coming on to the) (Overload, overload, overload,) (Coming on to the) (Overload, overload, overload,) (Coming on to the) (Overload, overload, overload,) (Coming on to the...) [Bobby Womack:] Right now. Here's what we got to do. If it's love, it's electric. It'll be flowing on the streets, Night after night, Just to get through the week. Sometimes it's hard. [2D:] (Overload, overload, overload,) (Coming on to the) (Overload, overload, overload,) (Coming on to the) (Overload, overload, overload,) (Coming on to the) (Overload, overload, overload,) (Coming on to the...) [Mos Def:] That's what I'm talking about. Love electricity, Shockwave central, Power on the motherboard, Yes Push up, Overload, Legendary, Heavy glow, Sunshine, Thunder-roll, Keep this on, Yes the lanturn burns so firm and easy, And broadcast so raw and easy, Thunder-roll, Sunshine, Work it out now, now, now... Right now. ------------------------------------ |
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from Mos Def 1집 - Black On Both Sides (1999)
[Watch it] Relax, pump the brakes You're speeding money You'll smash your whole shit up [slow down] Lights be changing fast on these streets money, slow down [slow down] Sleeping on the wrong cats Clear like a megaphone Pretty nigga heart skipped the metronome Rocked the Trump Tower to the terrordome Poor house to pleasure domes Soprano, alto, tenor to baritone MOS DEF one of the illest that you ever known Rock steady baby, you a stepping stone Smash your foundation into pebbles My words leave your nerves unsettled You take it to the next level down Looking like a circus clown Cats like you can't even get a pound Worldwide from the river to lakeside My stage show stay live, make the sound man stage dive I cut fat cats to eight lives with my eight ball lines I'm home 'fore I'm done with all nine Got you shook like a fault line Come all shine and get tarnished Brooklyn got your pay roll garnished They form a huddle Whisper like they want trouble I melt the ice grills into rainwater puddles Make the proud-hearted leave on the humble Black steel in the hour Assemble my skill form my power My poems crush bones into powder You mumble like a coward I'm Mos Def, you need to speak louder SUPER HEREOS! Get your power, your masks and capes snatched Brooklyn take what you can't take back I know a lot of cats hate that All I can say black There's a city full of walls you can post complaints at All the doubters and believers adjust your receivers "I feel it," you can taste it through the speakers The three six oh-riginal sketch lyrics so visual They rent my rhyme books at your nearest home video Tell them cats they need to sit back and observe where they at Brook-nahm Vietnam The heat is on Put your joint on cruise Try to rush you scuff your brake shoes, just cool and relax Take a breath, take ten paces back Stay on time Omegas Brooklyn patrol like interstaters Take their license and their registration papers My joint's so passionate Make you peal out and mash your shit Get wild cold crash your whip Front chassis wrecked, but ock you can't be too upset Tow truck got my tape in the deck I'm permanent like tattoos and birth marks Third degree burn marks Driving on tracks like Dale Earnheart Stay on the low like the earth spot Put a big loss on your earn chart Nice since the nurse signed my birth chart Seldom seen but often heard, while your jams is barely heard Just my name is a daily word )From avenues to streets, terraces and park places Stair wells, jail cells, penthouse to basements Arrangement basic, but still fans chase it Y2K can't delete the true ancient Apache war drum on the ranges Skill level dangerous Arrow head that killed all the cavemen They cry John-Blazing, but step on the pavement And get violated like a plaintiff I ain't shit to play with I give a Goddamn what your name is Delete it and make it so it never get repeated Believe it Tell the feds, tell your girl, tell your mother Conference call you wack crew and tell each other That they just ain't holding me I'm Mos Def, your hopefully Mush off or you get bust off like a ovary Tell them cats they need to ease back and observe where they at Brook-nahm Vietnam The heat is on Put your joint on cruise In a rush you scuff your brake shoes, just cool and relax Take a breath, take ten paces back Brook-nahm Vietnam The heat is on, no off-ramp or detour Make these gassed up jokers observe the speed law Make these gassed up clowns observe the speed law Make these gassed up clowns observe the speed law Cause they speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin, speedin Relax Slow down, you better chill money Lights be changing fast on these streets dude Smash your whole shit up You better cool out money It ain't like that out here Look at these cats man, it's funny man He probably just got that car About to fuck your whole shit up Speed laws out here money Knight riding cats In control like interstaters, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, state-ahs, Stay the.. FUCK off the road, money!! |
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from The Fast And The Furious : Tokyo Drift [ost] (2006)
At the starting of the week At summit talks you'll hear them speak It's only Monday Negotiations breaking down See those leaders start to frown It's sword and gun day Tomorrow never comes until it's too late You could be sitting taking lunch The news will hit you like a punch It's only Tuesday You never thought we'd go to war After all the things we saw It's April Fools' day Tomorrow never comes until it's too late Tomorrow never comes until it's too late You hear a whistling overhead Are you alive or are you dead? It's only Thursday You feel a shaking on the ground A billion candles burn around Is it your birthday? Tomorrow never comes until it's too late Tomorrow never comes until it's too late Make tomorrow come I think it's too late |
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from Dj Krush - Milight (1999)
(feat. Mos Def)
Mos Def : ? Got the sound, you know the vibe baby And DJ Krush he get down, word up you know the vibe baby Yeah, and ? Get down, word up you know the vibe bay But Mos Def keep the crown, representin Brooklyn, you know the vibe yo From all borders, doorways and gates Resurrection draws near, mankind awaits When you're livin in this world you got to survive Shaitan is lookin on alert, attackin from all sides Witness before all eyes, the evidence of unseen The power past the comprehension that controls all things The battle fought by good and evil is a real contest It is the outcome of the struggle that we play context To all sets sections cruddy clicks crews and clans Gilgreens to Badlands, jump up, to understand I'm just a man, not the univeral architect We tread the face of this heavenly place, and show respect Tokyo, raise your hands, where you at? Osaka, raise your hands, where you at? ?*Mos Def says something in Japanese I don't understand*? DJ Krush Mos Def on the touch, we let it fly I send my, salaam to my, entire squad Meiso hard, wherever you are, stay on your job Strugglin hard, to overcome the perils of life We writin rhymes on enemy lines to shine light Stay in meditation to keep the head right Spreadin wings like heavenly things, we take flight Flight flight flight flight flight flight flight, ha ha Everything gon be alright (2X) And you got to believe (repeat 2X) Everything gon be alright (2X) I said you got to believe (2X) Yo bust it baby Me and Krush politickin buildin on this money mission ? Somethin so I had to stop and listen It's time for ever tickin, my gift for-ever thinkin I'm tryin to get mine cause Son it's here for the gettin Allah's provision, will help us in the providential My pad and pencil, will transcribe the elemental The raw essential, the South bound resedential The pure and simple, to resonate in your mental I flash a dimple, my ? Shine like precious metal Left the rah rah livin alone, about to settle Fast act tryin to go slow down, and save your petrol Cause the beat don't stop, like yellow cabs in the metro Rejoice your verse to Earth, as the verbs connects This is a daily operation like birth to death And I burst the breath, yep, as a so-called vet I've orchestrated designs while they slept, quiet as kept Everything that you heard in advance is just a glance Of the landscape, furnish we ?Crops? And props till Sunsets and ?Tree-dots, back jobs? Of pure skill At night, I do right, to excite, what truth reveal Got to believe, that the Most High I see Every degree, of this three-see-ix-to-e We maintain Son and carry on officially From troubled projects to the shores of Tripoli I speak prolifically, I write reciprocally Transmit upliftedly, it sounds terrific G Allah has gifted me, with great ability To speak to my beloved, and make em all love it Refined rugged, a product of the ghetto public Allah is the King of the world, we just subjects (2X) Allah is the King, Allah is the King and you know Everything's gon be alight (2X) And you got to believe (repeat 2X) You know the vibe baby Everything's gon be alright (2X) (repeat 2X) Yo bust it baby |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
Sex love and money, fun Brooklyn,. Sex love and money, get up, come Danger!! You are now rockin with the best Black darts exclusive, fire in the dark Fire in the dark, ghetto let this spark! Huh! Freaky black beauty with the party pal Where you work it out got me fiendin bam! I hit the G ready for the street Heavy, ghetto sweet breezing through the evening bam! I'm on the lounge path for the warm blast Got the john shaft cocked back and loaded bamm! I beat it, word john! Body awesome Is the way that you come that got me goin bam I'm on the back streets rollin I'm playin back all the magic moments, don't front You know I got'cha,know I got'cha You sneaky freaky, but I know about'cha, know about'cha You straight dope, I can't do without'cha, go without'cha Lay back and relax you mind I'm bout to double the doses in half the time Ha! Master physical, master mind You play it quiet but in private that ass is mine, huh! We body rockin the last of time And then we, we body rockin the last of time And then we, body rockin the last of time And then we, her body rockin huh, her body rockin Now shell on 1 deep it ain't nobody steppin Honey shell on 10 deep it ain't nobody steppin Thousand shell or hundred deep, I'm there the body rockin, come on! I wanna show you in my ghetto miss I'm a star I wanna show you luv, I just can't help myself I wanna show you in my ghetto miss I'm a star I wanna show you luv, I just can't help myself Whoooa ... whaaa ohh whaaa! Freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky black Freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky black Freaky freaky black, freaky freaky black Sex love and money, fun Brooklyn, Sex love and money come Fun temperature's risin Freaky black beauty pretty purse and blouse Where you took it out got me leanin'bam! I hit the streets easy in my seat Lighting on my feet breezy like the evening bam! I'm on the lunch pack feel the warm blast Boogie john shaft cocked and loaded bamm! Top and bottom, Body awesome is the way that you come that got me goin bam! I'm on the back roads rollin (rollin) I'm playin back all the magic moments, don't front She know I got'cha,know I got'cha You sneaky freaky, but I know about'cha, know about'cha You goog hurricane, go without'cha, go without'cha Lay back and relax you mind I'm bout to, double the doses in half the time, huh! Master physical, master mind You play it quiet but in private a-ha a-ha!, huh! We body rockin the last of time And then we, we body rockin the last of time And then we, we body rockin the last of time And then we, the body rockin huh, the body rockin huh The body rockin huh, the body rockin huh, the body rockin huh The body rockin says, DON'T STOP THE BODY ROCK! I wanna show you in my ghetto miss I'm a star I wanna show you luv, I just can't help myself I wanna show you in my ghetto miss I'm a star I wanna show you luv, I just can't help myself Whoooa ... whaaa ohh whaaa! Freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky black Freaky, freaky, freaky, freaky black Freaky freaky black, freaky freaky black Sex love and money, fun Brooklyn, sex love and money come Fun temperature's risin DANGER!! Ain't gotta say no more |
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from Mos Def 4집 - The Ecstatic (2009)
When I'm down, I just draw some roses
On a pretty piece of paper With my recipe open So halfway through, I feel so much better I imagine happiness, and it runs right to me, such amazing beauty You don't have to, cut up no roses Please just leave them living Got my pencil, got pretty paper Please don't worry we're forgiven I have found, just the perfect feelin Finally cause I'm grateful I can feel your spirit, comin closer on me It is grand, just to be reminded Reminded of the good things Living in a new day, that no one can tear down You don't have to, cut up no roses Please just leave them living Got my pencil, got pretty paper Please don't worry we're forgiven Yellow for friendship, red for love Black for the universal stars above Pink buds that I bought her on Valentine She said it was forever then she changed her mind I said a little prayer then I cleared my eyes Cause the [? ] Started off with a oget, natural poget I ain't Picasso but that ain't important Faith, smart dude never graduated high school Stay tuned I'm a show you how my art move Shape and dimension flow and extension Symmetry shade, blowin out the frame Sign off my name Dante when I'm finished Put it to your memory for permanent exhibit Love, hard work and it's worth every minute Abstract is still life real life kinetic I have found, just the perfect feelin Finally cause I'm grateful I can feel your spirit, comin closer on me It is grand, just to be reminded Reminded of the good things Living in a new day, that no one can tear down You don't have to, cut up no roses Please just leave them living Got my pencil, got pretty paper Please don't worry we're forgiven Got my pencil, got pretty paper Please don't worry we're forgiven You don't have to, cut up no roses Please just leave them living When I'm down, I just draw some roses On a pretty piece of paper With my recipe open So almost through, I feel so much better I imagine happiness, and it ran right to me, such amazing beauty Got my pencil, got pretty paper Please don't worry we're forgiven You don't have to, cut up no roses Please just leave them living |
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from Mos Def 1집 - Black On Both Sides (1999)
[Mos Def] Make me wanna HOLLA.. aowwWWWWWWWWWWWWW! "Ah.. ah-ah, ah-ah.. ah-ah, ah-lert the squad.." Rock and roll "Ah.. ah-ah, ah-ah.. ah-ah, ah-lert the squad.." Hehehe, rock and roll "Ah.. ah-ah, ah-ah.. ah-ah, ah-lert the squad.." Whoahhhhh-oh, oooh-weee-oooh "Ah.. ah-ah, ah-ah.. ah-ah, ah-lert the squad.." Whoahhhhh-oh (Huh) My grandmomma was raised on a reservation (Huh) My great-grandmomma was, from a plantation They sang - songs for inspiration They sang - songs for relaxation They sang - songs, to take their minds up off that fucked up situation I am... yes I am... the descendant (yes yes) of those folks whose, backs got broke who, fell down inside the gunsmoke (Black people!) Chains on they ankles and feet I am descendants, of the builders of your street (Black people!) Tenders to your cotton money I am.. hip-hop "It's heavy metal for the black people" I am.. rock and roll (rock and roll.. rock'n'roll) BEEN HERE FOREVER! They just ain't let you know.. (HA!) I said, Elvis Presley ain't got no soul (huh) Chuck Berry is rock and roll (damn right) You may dig on the Rolling Stones But they ain't come up with that style on they own (uh-uh) Elvis Presley ain't got no SOULLLL (hell naw) Little Richard is rock and roll (damn right) You may dig on the Rolling Stones But they ain't come up with that shit on they own (nah-ah) Guess that's just the way shit goes You steal my clothes and try to say they yo's (yes they do) Cause it's a show filled with pimps and hoes Tryin to take everything that you made or control (there they go) Elvis Presley ain't got no SOULLLL Bo Diddley is rock and roll (damn right) You may dig on the Rolling Stones But they ain't the first place the credit belongs Say whoahhhh-oh (don't take it) oooh-weee-ohhh (black music) whoahhhh-oh (don't take it) oooh-weee-ohhh (black music) whoahhhh-oh (Jimi Hendrix say) oooh-weee-ohhh (black music) whoahhhh-oh (Albert King and) oooh-weee-ohhh (and Motown) (huh) I ain't tryin to diss but I don't be tryin to fuck with Limp Bizkit "The fuck is on your mind?" When I get down in my zone I be rockin Bad Brains and Fishbone I ain't tryin to slow your groove But that ain't the way I'm tryin to move I don't turn on Korn to get it on; I be playin Jimi Hendrix 'til the dawn That's my word is bond Sittin up on my front lawn Got the volume turned to ten Playin Albert King the best again (black) When the mornin in the cooker Got to turn on some John Lee Hooker When I want some rock and roll Go to Otis Redding to get some soul Say, James Brown got plenty of soul James Brown like to rock and roll He can do all the shit fo' sho' that Elvis Presley could never know (black people) Said, Kenny G ain't got no SOULLLL John Coltrane is rock and roll (uh-huh) You may dig on the Rolling Stones but they could never ever rock like Nina Simone Say whoahhhh-oh (don't take it) oooh-wee-ohh (black music) whoahhhh-oh (don't take it) oooh-weee-ohhh (black music) whoahhhh-oh (don't take it) oooh-weee-ohhh (black music) whoah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh "ah-lert the squad.." {*MUSIC PICKS UP PACE AND GETS LOUDER*} Who am IIIIiiiiiiiiIiiiII, HUH! GET YOUR PUNK ASS UP! ELVIS PRESLEY AIN'T GOT NO SOUL JIMI HENDRIX IS ROCK AND ROLL YOU MAY DIG ON THE ROLLING STONES BUT EVERYTHING THEY DID THEY STOLE ELVIS PRESLEY AIN'T GOT NO SOUL BO DIDDLEY IS ROCK AND ROLL YOU MAY DIG ON THE ROLLING STONES BUT WE SEND THEY PUNK ASS HOME Who am IIIiiiiiiiiiii (ROCK AND ROLL) Who am IIIiiiiiiiiiii (ROCK AND ROLL) Who am IIIiiiiiiiiiii (ROCK AND ROLL) Who am IIIiiiiiiiiiii (ROCK AND ROLL) Who am IIIiiiiiiiiiii (ROCK AND ROLL) Who am IIIiiiiiiiiiii (ROCK AND ROLL) Who am IIIiiiiiiiiiii (ROCK AND ROLL) Who am IIIiiiiiiiiiii (ROCK AND ROLL) Who am IIIiiiiiiiiiii (ROCK AND ROLL) Who am IIIiiiiiiiiiii!!! Say, rock and ROLL! Who am I? Rock and ROLL! Who am I? Rock and ROLL! Who am I? Rock and ROLL! Who am I? Rock and ROLL! Who am I? Rock and ROLL! Who am I? Rock and ROLL! GET YOUR PUNK ASS UP!!!!!!! Company, MOVE!!! For Harlem, Fort Greene, Compton East St. Louis, Detroit (BO BO) Chicago (BO BO) Bed-Stuy (BO BO) Flatbush (BO BO) Brownsville (BO BO) East New York (BO BO) Newark New Jersey (BO BO) Illadelphia Cincinatti Atlanta the Dirty South All towns GET YOUR PUNK ASS UP!! "Rock and roll for the black people" Hi ma.. "Well that was just wonderful" |
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from Mos Def 4집 - The Ecstatic (2009)
Revelations, don't stop keep on
Sunshine, 'Ecstatic', flaco boogieman Standing in the sun, getting black as I want You playing good, man, that ain't backing me up Sky woke a baby, ain't no jackin' my hem I got a whole lot to say so I ain't talking to them I hear knees dropping, I turn it up louder Black freedom, black genius, black power Black ink for printing the black dollar Until I see C I A, I say now what? And C C is central bank Loose change, body slamming big money tanks We tell God thanks, ya'll tellin' us God don't rank That's why your breath stank, yuck Lay off the bacon and smokes Quit laying off the good working folks, quit the hoax And lay off the corny color jokes Con chilly populate the colors they won't Ya big dope, yuck Keep them out your face, keep 'em in your prayers Either that keep 'em in the cross hairs Better still keep a even dose of each 'Cause until you get justice you won't get Peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace The gun shot say, ba, ba, da, day, ba, da, da Day, ba, da, da, da, da, da, day, ay They shout peace, peace, peace They shout peace, peace, peace The firefight lit, ba, ba, da, day, ba, da, da Day, ba, da, da, da, da, da, day, ay Rumors and rumors and rumors of war Can I get better, now what is that for? And more rumors and rumors and rumors of war Killers just killing now, what they kill for And more rumors and rumors and rumors of war Can I get better, now what is that for? And more rumors and rumors and rumors of war Revelations, don't stop, keep on |
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from Black Star - Mos Def & Talib Kweli Are Black Star (2002)
"What'd you do last night?" "We did umm, two whole cars It was me, Dez, and Main Three right? And on the first car in small letters it said 'All you see is..' and then you know big, big, you know some block silver letters that said '..crime in the city' right?" "It just took up the whole car?" "Yeah yeah, it was a whole car and shit..." [spanish speaking woman] Escuchela.. la ciudad respirando (translation of spanish: Listen to it.. the city breathing) * woman repeats 3X * [spanish speaking woman] Escuchela.. [Mos Def] The new moon rode high in the crown of the metropolis Shinin, like who on top of this? People was tusslin, arguin and bustlin Gangstaz of Gotham hardcore hustlin I'm wrestlin with words and ideas My ears is picky, seekin what will transmit the scribes can apply to transcript, yo This ain't no time where the usual is suitable Tonight alive, let's describe the inscrutable The indisputable, we New York the narcotic Strength in metal and fiber optics where mercenaries is paid to trade hot stock tips for profits, thirsty criminals take pockets Hard knuckles on the second hands of workin class watches Skyscrapers is collosus, the cost of living is preposterous, stay alive, you play or die, no options No Batman and Robin, can't tell between the cops and the robbers, they both partners, they all heartless With no conscience, back streets stay darkened Where unbeliever hearts stay hardened My eagle talons STAY sharpened, like city lights stay throbbin You either make a way or stay sobbin, the Shiny Apple is bruised but sweet and if you choose to eat You could lose your teeth, many crews retreat Nightly news repeat, who got shot down and locked down Spotlight to savages, NASDAQ averages My narrative, rose to explain this existance Amidst the harbor lights which remain in the distance So much on my mind that I can't recline Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline Heard the bass ride out like an ancient mating call I can't take it y'all, I can feel the city breathin Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening Sigh before we die like the last train leaving [Talib Kweli] Breathin in deep city breaths, sittin on shitty steps we stoop to new lows, hell froze the night the city slept The beast crept through concrete jungles communicatin with one another And ghetto birds where waters fall from the hydrants to the gutters The beast walk the beats, but the beats we be makin You on the wrong side of the track, lookin visibly shaken Taken them plungers, plungin to death that's painted by the numbers with Krylon applied pressure, cats is playin God but havin children by a lesser baby mother but fuck it we played against each other like puppets, swearin you got pull when the only pull you got is the wool over your eyes Gettin knowledge in jail like a blessing in disguise Look in the skies for God, what you see besides the smog is broken dreams flying away on the wings of the obscene Thoughts that people put in the air Places where you could get murdered over a glare But everything is fair It's a paradox we call reality So keepin it real will make you casualty of abnormal normality Killers Born Naturally like, Mickey and Mallory Not knowing the ways'll get you capped like an NBA salary Some cats be emceeing to illustrate what we be seeing Hard to be a spiritual being when shit is shakin what you believe in For trees to grow in Brooklyn, seeds need to be planted I'm asking if y'all feel me AND THE CROWD LEFT ME STRANDED My blood pressure boiled and rose, cause New York niggaz actin spoiled at shows, to the winners the spoils go I take the L, transfer to the 2, head to the gates New York life type trife the Roman Empire state [Mos Def and crew] So much on my mind I just can't recline Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline Yo don't the bass ride out like an ancient mating call I can't take it y'all, I can feel the city breathin Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening Sigh before we die like the last train leaving [spanish speaking woman] Escuchela.. respirando ?? [Common] Yo...on The Amen, Corner I stood lookin at my former hood Felt the spirit in the wind, knew my friend was gone for good Threw dirt on the casket, the hurt, I couldn't mask it Mixin down emotions, struggle I hadn't mastered I coreograph seven steps to heaven And hell, waiting to exhale and make the bread leavened Veteran of a cold war It's Chica-I-go for What I know or, what's known So some days I take the bus home, just to touch home From the crib I spend months gone Sat by the window with a clutched dome listenin to shorties cuss long Young girls with weak minds, but they butt strong Tried to call, or at least beep the Lord, but didn't have a touch-tone It's a dog-eat-dog world, you gotta mush on Some of this land I must own Outta the city, they want us gone Tearin down the 'jects creatin plush homes My circumstance is between Cabrini and Love Jones Surrounded by hate, yet I love home Ask my God how he thought travellin the world sound Found it hard to imagine he hadn't been past downtown It's deep, I heard the city breathe in its sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep Deep, I heard my man breathe in his sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep [Mos Def and crew] So much on my mind I just can't recline Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline Yo how the bass ride out like an ancient mating call I can't take it y'all, I can feel the city breathing Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening Kiss the Ide's goodbye, I'm on the last train leaving |
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from Black Star - Mos Def & Talib Kweli Are Black Star (2002)
What what what, what what, what what, what what Woaaaahhhhhhh! One two three, Mos Def and Talib Kweli We came to rock it on to the tip-top Best alliance in hip-hop, wayohh I said, one two tree, Black Star shine eternally We came to rock it on to the tip-top And Hi-Tek make the beat drop, wayohh [Talib Kweli] RE:DEFinition, turning your play into a tragedy Exhibit level degree on the mic, passionately Niggaz is sweet so I bet if I bit I'd get a cavity Livin to get high, you ain't flyer than gravity We Die Hard like the battery done in the back of me by the mad MC who think imitation is the highest form of flattery, actually Don't be mad at me, I had to be the one to break it to you You get kicked into obscurity like judo, no Menudo cause you pseudo, tryin to compete with reality like Xerox Towards destruction you spiraling like hairlocks, wipe them teardrops Chasing stars in your eyes, playing games with your lives Now the wives is widows soakin up pillows, weepin like willows Still mo' blacks is dyin, kids ain't livin they tryin _How to Make a Slave_ by Willie Lynch is still applyin Regardless, the Mos is one of my closest partners Rockin ever since before Prince was called The Artist Rocker before Funkmaster Flex was rockin Starter When 'Pac and Biggie was still cool before they was martyrs Life or death, if I'm choosin with every breath I'm enhancin Stop, there comes a time when you can't run [Mos Def] What, lyrically handsome, call collect a king's ransom Jams I write soon become the ghetto anthem Way out like Bruce Wayne's mansion, move like a phantom You'll talk about me to your grandsons Cats who claimin they hard be mad fag so I run through em like, flood water through sandbags Competition is mad, what I got, they can't have Sinkin they ship, like Moby Dick, did Ahab Son I'm way past the minimum, it's a verb millenium My rap's the holy gas in your bag, like Palestinians Ancient now descend the year, try to whole the Gideon Official b-boy gentlemen won't turn off at the interim Born inside the winter wind, day after December 10 These simpletons they mentionin the synonym for feminine Sweeter than some cinnamon the danish brings rotten to men Rush up on adrenaline, they get they asses sent to them (Gentlemen) without a tenament more than a ?sibilant? Leave your unit tremblin like herds of movin elephant Intelligent embellishment, follow for your element from Flatbush settlement, kid posseses melanin Hotter than tales of crack peddlin, makin em WOOP like blue gelatin, swing like Duke Ellington Broader than Barrington Levy, believe me The hot oppresion rent who burn down your chief teepee You see me? One two three, Mos Def and Talib Kweli We came to rock it on to the tip-top Best alliance in hip-hop, wayohh I said, one two tree, Black Star shine eternally We came to rock it on to the tip-top Because we rulin hip-hop, yes we is rulin hip-hop Talib Kweli is rulin hip-hop Say we Black Star we rule hip-hop-ah-ahh-ah-ahh-ahh Whoahhhh! |
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from Mos Def 4집 - The Ecstatic (2009)
Speaking:
One thing I want to assure them, if they think I'm gonna change or compromise my attitude and my way of life or in my expression or in my goal towards politics they are making me stronger and i am much much stronger now. Check a blank to the boogie and up chuck a boogie to the rhythym of the boogie to be (x2) Their it go like simple and plainest primal and basic Zulu arrangement rockin' amazement flaco, radiating from heaven to pavement They Phony as a face-lift and nothing to play with spent time hating but that ain't changing it God give it to me no body is takin' it therefore, moving on the base of stimulus standing in the twilight and watching them get it in the walls, are trembling, the air, simmering she movin' like more than her ears are listenin' woah now! testin' your equilibrium sonic wave booming all over your intimate skin on skin and skin on skin again put it all, get it all, get on, get it then ladies and gentlemen, misters and mistresses cousins, uncle, auntie and synonym there it is, boogieman Hah! simmer down simmer down simmer down now simmer down now x3 quiet dog, bite hard, my god! So and the rocking don't stop Brooklyn in the kitchen heat up the stovetop Banging the empire state and navigating the way Your preservation make the greatest hip hop They cool dude swagger look terribly corny The flow so petty, unsteady, it’s boring These dudes ain't though, but they yawning They need to get off it So whack whack is all you can call it Therefore, moving on, and deaf to stimulus Regardless what zone or what town you represent A bulletin to all of your settlements Tower to tenement I mold you from all of the elements Now simmer down and manage your mayhem I'm bright as the A.M. And you're rock and roll out the station And blessed with the fresh from day one I got it today done We all going back to the same one This constant motivation I'll stay with Remarkable flavors That all bear the mark of the greatness Whoa now! The kid is from buck town Your girl is in love now You chumps gonna front and get shut down Shut! (sirens) simmer down simmer down simmer down now simmer down now x3 quiet dog, bite hard let's rock and you don't stop see you rock to the rhythm we don't stop so you maintain the rock and you don't stop you keep up the rock and you don't stop (the rock) maintain the rock and you don't stop (the rock) you keep up the rock and you don't stop (the rock) maintain the rock and you don't stop (the rock) You keep up the rock, Quiet dog bite hard, my god! |
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from Mos Def 4집 - The Ecstatic (2009)
top priority
peace before everything god before anything love before anything real before everything home before anyplace shoot before anything style and state radiate love power slay the hate truth killer flakey face players say it to they face aint afraid to major striaght race at the table straight flow greatest like the greatest lakes capes all greatest states quiet water major waves steer the course make a way and come ashore on a greater day home grown from the greatest grain full flavor in the native strain now put that on your brainy brain full exposure to favorite slang minimal wage and major gangs yall seen them play the bait later night from day to day they came to play you came to stay get out the way Biotch sons buy heat rocks Brooklyn finest, preservation to beat-box friend or foe, poison or detox When we rock the people (...) priority peace before anything god before everything love before anything real before everything home before anyplace shoot before anything style and state radiate love power slay the hate priority |
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from Mos Def 4집 - The Ecstatic (2009)
Absolutely, Flaco!
Fresh and I'm fresh and my fresh just get fresher, Diamonds in production glow greater than the pressure, The none turn to some and the some turn to moire, The more tun to many and the many turn to all, Shoutin' on my nothing like it's nothing at all, To not knowin' what ya got til it got gone Same song, new time signature, New brand hustle with the long time arithmetic, Bey, from the preacher man, number man, understand Curves and sliders, overs and under-hands, Black Batman, knock 'em out the park, Pitch, quiet fire sniper not the one you tryna bow with, Block work when the block turn jobless, And triple beams ain't the best means to weigh your potions Smarts! Get smart with your smartness, Too busy surviving to argue 'bout Darwin, Darling! [Chorus] See me, huh, a pretty dancer Need sugar, win Ali, ? pretty dance See me do it, Ready, steady, step it out Big swing swing with bangers and thing thingers Soul glow zinging all over the ring finger Yo yo! Don't play me so close Make me tell you something that you ain't really ready to know Fight camp you was in top form, Fight night, damn you ain't breakin' popcorn Aw man word bond? Word is bond! Ultimatum Lights off, smelling salts, resuscitate 'em I don't underrate 'em son, I don't nothing-reate 'em, All I do is pop pop, frustrate 'em Exacerbate 'em, sharp shoot, lacerate 'em Steady hustle, shuffle shuffle, fascinate 'em Ecstatic nature black imagination activated True and living elevated, you are rockin' with the greatest Ecstatic nature black imagination activated True and living elevated, you are rockin' with the greatest It's like a dove from up above [Chorus: x2] Skip, move Skip, move Skip, move Skip, move (Fly like a dove from up above) The greatest See me do it! Ecstatic nature black imagination activated True and living elevated, you are rockin' with the greatest Ecstatic nature black imagination activated True and living elevated, you are rockin' with the greatest |
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from Mos Def 4집 - The Ecstatic (2009)
Shatter, shatter
Believe when I tell you I never meant to break your heart May God pick up the pieces of dreams that fall apart Forgive me and forget me, make a brand new start Don't blink your eyes and say goodbye I know, you know, I know, you know that love is danger Criminal minded, gangster of love Charms in your arms, your gun is wild warm Worn, bang bang, shoot 'em up Tips in your clip, click clack, use 'em up Bad intentions and a very good shot X marks the spot where you cross the heart Candlelight vigil on my memory block Commemorate the date where the bomb got dropped Love, steady war no more Put your weapon away, quit collecting the slain She said, "You're right, I don't wanna fight I just like the fire and the flashing lights" Believe me when I tell you I never meant to break your heart May God pick up the pieces of dreams that fall apart Forgive me and forget me, make a brand new start Don't blink your eyes and say goodbye I know, you know that I know, you know that love is danger If you are to fall in love Then where should you stand to begin with? And when the falling's done How bad should you plan to get injured? And if you land on your feet Do it count as a fall or a jump? And do it feel like a fall when the hands that pushed you Were holding you up? Close encounter, got you wide open Heartache got your boom box going Music and vocals, lonely and soulful You're back in the scene where your sweet dreams are so true Believe me when I tell you I never meant to break your heart May God pick up the pieces of dreams that fall apart Forgive me and forget me, make a brand new start Don't blink your eyes and say goodbye Cause I know, you know that I know, you know what love is Cowboys and girls, oh baby I remember when we used to play Cowboys and girls, oh baby I remember when we used to play Cowboys and girls, oh baby I remember when we used to play Cowboys and girls, shoot 'em up, bang bang Shatter, shatter, cowboys and girls Shoot 'em up, bang bang We at the movies and you're a star, get down |
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from Mos Def 1집 - Black On Both Sides (1999)
[Mos Def] There's nothing more refreshing (that cool refreshing drink) Than a cool, crisp, clean glass of water On a warm summer's day (That cool refreshing drink) Try it with your friends New World Water make the tide rise high Come in and it'll make your house go "Bye" (My house!) Fools done upset the Old Man River Made him carry slave ships and fed him dead nigga Now his belly full and he about to flood somethin So I'ma throw a rope that ain't tied to nothin til your crew use the H2 in wise amounts since it's the New World Water; and every drop counts You can laugh and take it as a joke if you wanna But it don't rain for four weeks some summers And it's about to get real wild in the half You be buying Evian just to take a fuckin bath Heads is acting wild, sippin poor, puffin dank Competin with the next man, but how your playa rank? See I ain't got time try to be Big Hank, Fuck a bank; I need a twenty-year water tank Cause while these knuckleheads is out here sweatin they goods The sun is sitting in the treetops burnin the woods And as the flames from the blaze get higher and higher They say, "Don't drink the water! We need it for the fire!" New York is drinkin it (New World Water) Now all of California is drinkin it (New World Water) Way up north and down south is drinkin it (New World Water) Used to have minerals and zinc in it (New World Water) Now they say it got lead and stink in it (New World Water) Four carbons and monoxide Push the water table lopside Used to be free now it cost you a fee Cause all things fully loaded they roam cross the sea Man, you gotta cook with it, bathe and clean with it (That's right) When it's hot, summertime you fiend for it (Let em know) You gotta put it in the iron you steamin with (That's right) It's what they dress wounds and treat diseases with (Shout it out) The rich and poor, black and white got need for it (That's right) And everybody in the world can agree with this (Let em know) Consumption promotes health and easiness (That's right) Go too long without it on this earth and you leavin it (Shout it out) Americans wastin it on some leisure shit (Say word?) And other nations be desperately seekin it (Let em know) Bacteria washing up on they beaches (Say word?) Don't drink the water, son they can't wash they feet with it (Let em know) Young babies and professional neediness (Say word?) Epidemics hopppin up off the petri dish (Let em know) Control centers try to play it all secretive (Say word?) To avoid public panic and freakiness (Let em know) There are places where TB is common as TV Cause foreign-based companies go and get greedy The type of cats who pollute the whole shore line Have it purified, sell it for a dollar twenty-five Now the world is drinkin it Your moms, wife, and baby girl is drinkin it Up north and down south is drinkin it You just have to go to your sink for it The cash registers is goin to chink for it Four carbons and monoxide Got the fish lookin cockeyed Used to be free now it cost you a fee Cause it's all about gettin that cash (Money) Said it's all about gettin that cash (Money) (x9) Johny cash (Money) Roseland cash (Money) Give me cash (Money) Cold cash (Money) (Repeat to fade) Cash rules everything around me, Move! |
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from Mos Def 3집 - True Magic (2006)
The emperor, subjects, and his dogs
Fuck you all Napoleon's dynamite blew up in his face Yoo busy handin out plates, now get yourself a taste Yum, gravy over lips seekin tongues Price that you pay for thinkin e'rybody dumb Green and googly wide-eyed and surprised Brows and lashes, honey mustaches, fried bride Effort to little hit now holla cry pride When the opposition forces came to take him back Jack (Always gonna be hounded fella, by the police) Oh-me-oh-me-oh-my, we don't assume Secretly you probably relate Loud lung tyrant, now you be quiet Husheth, thou dost protesth too mucheth Your deeds are on file, take your testament is bupkis I feel like Lazarus, steppin out the grave To give reporters of his death, the world's greatest nay It ain't hear or say, you can see it for your own two Sucker or get close and feel it if you want to But I know you, you won't and can't do Seamstress and lies are bustin up your handle Palms and fingertips on ultra-blister You crossed a good dude now he cued the ultra-disher Shell position fill your old tradition self Machine gun ran in the pad and clipped himself Now your project sinks up leakin Hand over head and the sticky red is seepin Weepin willow goin onry ape shit Little homey onlooker shout,"He ain't gon' make it!" The moment where bullies find God Dumb-ass, he been on the scene all along Tried to help you steer clear, you sped up to the climax The brick wall on your cheeks worse than Imax Heavy child I know you wish you never tried black Dante air blow craft you can't hijack Yes, but really I digress Let me step aside and let the EMS clean up the drecks Extra gore soak the medics to they own asshole I pray peace on your soul now BEGONE~! Movin on, to deeper brighter better and more Free. |
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from Mos Def 3집 - True Magic (2006)
The murder of a teenage life
Fire from the cold steel The heat from the brights The temperature of flesh and the shortness of breath The murder of a teenage threat The aroma of sesamilia Dollar Superstar Skama like a new cocaine tobacco leaf Ecstatic tabernists fire water and freaks The murder of a teenage chief My easy speaking is as easy as it seems to be Hungry belly jamma busts off easily Balloon bang. POP! Hot as a bang spot in Bangkok Colder than a pimp glock Aim shot, the frame drops Pressure pushed him to the earth like a rain drop Take not life in vein And how the preacher was saying Remember! Anyways they laid him in a stray box Dark suit and gray socks The neighborhood is all distraught Candles lit the stoop at the park Where the family and students are Confused, in awe They gape into each others arms IT'S MURDER! New absence from a mothers arm Even the warmth from the mother's arms Couldn't keep her son from harm From standing where the gun was drawn Over come, done and done. He's gone… MURDER! Shells fell like a bell that rung Blood bursts, body temperature fell and plunged And by the time it took the medics to come The breath eased out of his lungs And his soul eased out of the slums And the voice eased out of the drums The sirens through their ears, they sung MURDER! Telephone wire, sneakers hung MURDER! For the Black and young MURDER!!!!!!!!!!! And the Aves they from I am from the block the PRESIDENT DID NOT CAMPAIGN ON Where the dollar that the working poor slave for is made on Where hustlers stretch the yay long And hustle hard for an outpost to trade on Flip it over and make more Where the blocks are yellow taped off Where the young blood is trained on Obese to the Fakesoft Where the pressure just stays on But the lights and the heat don't The place where you witness the true power of street folk And that's where I'm coming from people High post, low key Eighth, o-z, and kilo Law man, dope man Adversary, amigo Preacher man, pimp hand Both folding their C-notes A Black Fist clutching deliverance for the People Young hand reach out, strong hand reach in Slap the devil's hand to make the fucker stop reaching. |
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from Mos Def 1집 - Black On Both Sides (1999)
(sung) I know, I can't afford to stop for a moment.. that it's too soon.. to forget I know, I can't afford to stop for a moment.. that it's too soon.. to forget [Mos Def] - speaking over sung vocals Man.. for real I was in love with this girl, y'know I was.. to' up dog! I'm tellin you man She was wild man.. f'real It's just too.. let me tell you about her [Mos Def] Yo, in she came with the same type game The type of girl givin out the fake cell phone and name Big fame, she like cats with big thangs Jewels chip, money clip, phone flip, the six range I seen her on the ave, spotted her more than once Ass so fat that you could see it from the front She spot me like paparazzi Shot me a glance in that catwoman stance with the fat booty pants Hot damn! What your name love, where you came from? Neck and wrist laced up, very little make-up The slims at the Rebok gym tone your frame up Is sugar and spice the only thing that you made of? I tried to play it low key but couldn't keep it down Asked her to dance she was like ‘yo, I'm leaving now' An hour later, sounds from Jamaica She sippin Crys straight up, shaking, winding her waist up Scene two: my fam throwin the jam For Reed is on the stand big things is in the plan The brother Big Moon make space for me to move in Hey, this my man Mos, baby let me introduce I turn around Say, you is the same pretty girl that I had priorly observed Trying to play me for the herb (yeah, that's her) Shocked as hell she couldn't get it together I just played it low and pretended I never met her ‘How you feelin', ‘oh I'm fine', ‘my name is Mos', ‘I'm Sharice' I heard so much good about you its nice to finally meet We moved to the booth reserved crew especially And honey love ended up sittin directly next to me I'm type polite but now I'm lookin at her skeptically Cause baby girl got all the right weaponry Designer fabric, shoes, and accessories Chinky eyes, sweet voice is *fucking* on me mentally We conversated, made a laugh, yeah you know me bro Even though I know the steelo, she wild sweet yo I'm about to merc, I say peace to the family She hop up like ‘how you gonna leave before you dance with me?' [hook] (sung) I know I can't afford this life For a moment That its too soon To forget x2 (spoken by Mos Def) She blew my whole habit, that girl I was like ‘what' I played it low though, I was like ‘yeah, aiight, c'mon then, let's go' Its mad, it was so sick, I tell ya Yo, honey was so blazin, she was just Yo, she was like J. Kennedy Word bond, to my mother man She was that ill man, she take me to the dance floor And she start whispering to me [Mos Def] Yo, let me apologize for the other night I know it wasn't right But baby you know what its like Some brothers don't be coming right I understand, I'm feeling you Beside, ‘can I have a dance?' ain't really that original We laughed about it, traced her arms across my shoulder blades They playing lovers' rock, I got the folded fingers on her waist He end my butt up like the Arizona summer song Finished then she whisper ‘honey, let's exchange numbers' Scene three: weeks of datin late night conversation In the crib heart racin, tryin to be cool and patient She touched on my eyelids, the room fell silent She walked away smilin singing Gregory Issac Like ‘if I don't, if I don't, if I don't' Showin me that tan line and that tatoo Playin Sade, "Sweetest Taboo" Burnin candles, all my other plans got canceled Man I smashed it like an Idaho potato She call my at my J.O., ‘come now', I can't say no Ginseng tree trunks, rockin the p-funk Cocking her knees up, champion lover not ease up Three months, she call ‘I feel I'm runnin a fever' Six months, I'm tellin her I desperately need her Nine months, flu-like symptoms when shorty not around I need more than to knock it down I'm really tryin to lock it down Midnight we hook up and go at it Burn is over, let her know, sweetheart I got to have it She tellin me commitment is somethin she can't manage Wake up the next morning, she gone like it was magic Ahh damnit! This all Harrison Ford frantic My 911 wasn't answered by my fly Taurus enchantress Next week, who hit me up, I saw Sharice at the kiddie club With some banging ass Asian playin lay it down and lick me up What!? |
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from Mos Def 1집 - Black On Both Sides (1999)
Say ho, everybody say ho bop-po quay yo I said shake your soul like way back in the day-yo bop-po quay yo, everybody say ho Everybody say hooooo- hooo Everybody say ho And check it out now Who is cat eating out on the town And make the whole dining room turn they head around Mr Nigga, Nigga Nigga He got the speakers in the trunk With the bass on pump(?) Who be riding up in the highrise elevator Other tenants who be praying they ain't the new neighbor Mr Nigga, Nigga Nigga They try to play him like a chump Cause he got what they want He under thirty years old But already he's a pro Designer trousers slung low Because his pockets stay swoll' Could afford to get up and be anywhere he go VIP at the club, backstage at the show (Yes y'all) the best crib, the best clothes Hottest whips on the road Neck and wrists on froze (say word) Checks with O's o-o-o-o-ohs Straight all across the globe Watch got three time-zones Keep a digital phone up to his dome Two assistants Two bank accounts, two homes One problem Even with the O's on his check The po-po stop him and show no respect "Is there a problem officer?" Damn straight, it's called race That motivate the jake (woo-woo) to give chase Say they want you successful, but that ain't the case You livin large, your skin is dark They flash a light in your face Now, who is cat dining out on the town Me'tradie wanna take a whole year to sit him down Mr Nigga, Nigga Nigga He got the speakers in the trunk With the bass on pump(?) Now, who is the cat at Armani buying wears With the tourists who be asking him, do you work here? Mr Nigga, Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Yo, the Abstract with the Mighty Mos Def White folks got it muffled across beneath they breathe "I didn't say it.." But they'll say it out loud again When they deal with their close associates and friends You know Sneak it in with they friends at the job Happy hour at the bar While this song is in they car And even if they've never said it, lips stay sealed Their actions reveal how their hearts really feel Like, late night I'm on a first class flight The only brother in sight The flight attendent catch fright I sit down in my seat, 2C She approach officially talking about, "Excuse me" Her lips curl up into a tight space She don't believe that I'm in the right place Showed her my boarding pass, And then she sort of gasped All embarrassed put an extra lime in my water glass An hour later here she comes by walking past "I hate to be a pest but my son would love your autograph" They stay on Nigga patrol on american roads And when you travel abroad they got world Nigga laws Some folks get on a plane go as they please But I go over seas and I get over siezed London-Heathro, me and my people They think that illegal's a synonym for Negro Far away places, customs agents flagrant They think the dark face is smuggle waiting in cases Bags inspected, now we arrested Attention directed to contents of our intestines Urinanalyis followed by X-rays Interegated and detained to damn near the next day No evidence, no appology and no regard Even for the big american rap star For us especially, us most especially, A Mr Nigga VIP jail cell just for me "If I knew you were coming I'd have baked a cake Just got some shoe-polish, painted my face" They say they want you successful But then they make it stressful You start keeping pace, they start shaking up the tempo Now, who is cat riding out on the town State trooper want to stop in his ride, pat him down Mr Nigga, Nigga Nigga He got the speakers in the trunk With the bass on pump(?) Now, who is the cat with the hundred dollar bill They gotta send it to the back to make sure the shit is real Mr Nigga, Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga You can laugh and criticize Michael Jackson if you wanna Woody Allen, molested and married his step-daughter Same press kicking dirt on Michael's name Show Woody and Soon-Ye at the playoff game, holding hands Sit back and just bug, think about that Would he get that type of dap if his name was Woody Black? OJ found innocent by a jury of his peers They been fucking with that Nigga for last five years Is it fair, is it equal, is it just, is it right? Do they do the same shit when the defendent face is white? If white boys doing it, well, it's success When I start doing, well, it's suspect Don't hate me, my folks is poor, I just got money America's five centuries deep in cotton money You see a lot of brothers caked up, yo straight up It's new, Y'all living off of slave traders paper But I'm a live though, yo I'm a live though Putting up the big swing for my kids yo Got my mom the fat water-front crib yo I'm a get her them pretty bay windows I'm a cop a nice home to provide in A safe environment for seeds to reside in A fresh whip for my whole family to ride in And if I'm still Mr Nigga, I won't find it suprising |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
This desire
I come home high, and she start to cry I can't take it A brand new excuse does me no use That won't make it She at home with the kids, this is no way to live What can I say? I know it's surreal, but I'm a hard-headed still Do things my way And it's so strong, so strong It's like I'm dying Trying to hold on My body says oh-no, oh, out there Flying, the price that I pay for the game that I play Ain't no game at all I'm up in the clouds, and I'm spiraling down Nothing breaks the fall And it's so strong, so strong It's like I'm dying Try to hold on My body says oh-no, oh, out there Flying Sounds of the sufferers pray I come home high, and she start to cry I can't take it A brand new excuse does me no use That won't make it She at home with the kids; this is no way to live What can I say? I know it's surreal, but I'm a hard-headed still Black Dante and it's so strong So strong So strong So strong I'm out there, flying Flying Flying Flying This game is fantastic, desire Killers, this life, this life Lovers, this life, this life Hustlers, this life, this life Thieves, this life, this life Gamblers, this life, this life Niggaz, crackers, children, mothers, fathers, lovers, neighbors, hungry Full, the beautiful, the stars, the distance, the close, the stars The heavens, this life The floor, this life, this life The high, this life The beneath, this life, this life All, all, everywhere, everywhere, anywhere, somewhere, home Come on, this how it goes on Ghetto people in the world today, get up! Ha! Look alive, breathe, woo! Ha! How it goes Mother, mother Head in her hands Her first born son dead in her hands The whole thing was a setup, a scam They knew it was set up and planned Niggas he worked with wet him and ran, and that's, Brother, brother But, son, I don't see no brother hood All I see is thugger hood Get rich and fuck the hood All they want is some good smoke from the hood Lookin' for the shorty good stroke from the hood That's how they touch the hood But when I touch the hood, I'll make it brighter, black Because I'm brighter, black And I'm so black I'm bright, shine through the blackest night Shine when I'm live, shine via satellite Shout in the hood, 'we get the picture.' 'Cause every time you out in the hood, you got photographers wit' ya What's going on? Ha! Understand this is real life This how it goes on, this how it goes on It keep going on, this how it goes on Ghetto people, look alive, get free Get involved, remain to breathe Ha! Woo! If Marvin was alive now, wow What would I say to him? Where could I start? How could I explain to him? I know the minor world would probably look strange to him Would he feel like today had a place for him? Global imprisonment, sickness, indifference When he said, 'Save the babies,' was we listenin'? When he said, 'Mercy, mercy,' did he really know That decades later we'd still be killin' folks? Or did he hope that we would realize That we the first, the son of Earth The moon and stars, the great beyond We black and proud, we brave and strong We raise it up, we quiet storm, forever fresh And keepin' on Ha! Ghetto people, look alive and free, ya get real This how it goes on, and you say, you say [Repeat: x2] This how it goes on Ghetto people, look alive and free, and breathe! Ha! Hold the beat! Stop the beat! Drop the beat! [Repeat: x3] Hold the beat! Stop the beat! Got the beat! There ain't nothin' to be afraid of Ghetto people,, look alive and free, ya get real This how it goes on This how it goes on, keep goin' on This how it goes on Now breathe! Marvelous, marvelous, marvelous, Marvin modern marvel |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
This desire
I come home high, and she start to cry I can't take it A brand new excuse does me no use That won't make it She at home with the kids, this is no way to live What can I say? I know it's surreal, but I'm a hard-headed still Do things my way And it's so strong, so strong It's like I'm dying Trying to hold on My body says oh-no, oh, out there Flying, the price that I pay for the game that I play Ain't no game at all I'm up in the clouds, and I'm spiraling down Nothing breaks the fall And it's so strong, so strong It's like I'm dying Try to hold on My body says oh-no, oh, out there Flying Sounds of the sufferers pray I come home high, and she start to cry I can't take it A brand new excuse does me no use That won't make it She at home with the kids; this is no way to live What can I say? I know it's surreal, but I'm a hard-headed still Black Dante and it's so strong So strong So strong So strong I'm out there, flying Flying Flying Flying This game is fantastic, desire Killers, this life, this life Lovers, this life, this life Hustlers, this life, this life Thieves, this life, this life Gamblers, this life, this life Niggaz, crackers, children, mothers, fathers, lovers, neighbors, hungry Full, the beautiful, the stars, the distance, the close, the stars The heavens, this life The floor, this life, this life The high, this life The beneath, this life, this life All, all, everywhere, everywhere, anywhere, somewhere, home Come on, this how it goes on Ghetto people in the world today, get up! Ha! Look alive, breathe, woo! Ha! How it goes Mother, mother Head in her hands Her first born son dead in her hands The whole thing was a setup, a scam They knew it was set up and planned Niggas he worked with wet him and ran, and that's, Brother, brother But, son, I don't see no brother hood All I see is thugger hood Get rich and fuck the hood All they want is some good smoke from the hood Lookin' for the shorty good stroke from the hood That's how they touch the hood But when I touch the hood, I'll make it brighter, black Because I'm brighter, black And I'm so black I'm bright, shine through the blackest night Shine when I'm live, shine via satellite Shout in the hood, 'we get the picture.' 'Cause every time you out in the hood, you got photographers wit' ya What's going on? Ha! Understand this is real life This how it goes on, this how it goes on It keep going on, this how it goes on Ghetto people, look alive, get free Get involved, remain to breathe Ha! Woo! If Marvin was alive now, wow What would I say to him? Where could I start? How could I explain to him? I know the minor world would probably look strange to him Would he feel like today had a place for him? Global imprisonment, sickness, indifference When he said, 'Save the babies,' was we listenin'? When he said, 'Mercy, mercy,' did he really know That decades later we'd still be killin' folks? Or did he hope that we would realize That we the first, the son of Earth The moon and stars, the great beyond We black and proud, we brave and strong We raise it up, we quiet storm, forever fresh And keepin' on Ha! Ghetto people, look alive and free, ya get real This how it goes on, and you say, you say [Repeat: x2] This how it goes on Ghetto people, look alive and free, and breathe! Ha! Hold the beat! Stop the beat! Drop the beat! [Repeat: x3] Hold the beat! Stop the beat! Got the beat! There ain't nothin' to be afraid of Ghetto people,, look alive and free, ya get real This how it goes on This how it goes on, keep goin' on This how it goes on Now breathe! Marvelous, marvelous, marvelous, Marvin modern marvel |
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from Mos Def 1집 - Black On Both Sides (1999)
[Mos Def] Booka-booka-booka-booka-booka-booka Ha hah You know the deal It's just me yo Beats by Su-Primo for all of my peoples, negroes and latinos and even the gringos Yo, check it one for Charlie Hustle, two for Steady Rock Three for the fourth comin live, future shock It's five dimensions, six senses Seven firmaments of heaven to hell, 8 Million Stories to tell Nine planets faithfully keep in orbit with the probable tenth, the universe expands length The body of my text posess extra strength Power-liftin powerless up, out of this, towerin inferno My ink so hot it burn through the journal I'm blacker than midnight on Broadway and Myrtle Hip-Hop past all your tall social hurdles like the nationwide projects, prison-industry complex Broken glass wall better keep your alarm set Streets too loud to ever hear freedom sing Say evacuate your sleep, it's dangerous to dream but you chain cats get they CHA-POW, who dead now Killin fields need blood to graze the cash cow It's a number game, but shit don't add up somehow Like I got, sixteen to thirty-two bars to rock it but only 15% of profits, ever see my pockets like sixty-nine billion in the last twenty years spent on national defense but folks still live in fear like nearly half of America's largest cities is one-quarter black That's why they gave Ricky Ross all the crack Sixteen ounces to a pound, twenty more to a ki A five minute sentence hearing and you no longer free 40% of Americans own a cell phone so they can hear, everything that you say when you ain't home I guess, Michael Jackson was right, "You Are Not Alone" Rock your hardhat black cause you in the Terrordome full of hard niggaz, large niggaz, dice tumblers Young teens and prison greens facin life numbers Crack mothers, crack babies and AIDS patients Young bloods can't spell but they could rock you in PlayStation This new math is whippin motherfuckers ass You wanna know how to rhyme you better learn how to add It's mathematics Chorus: scratched by DJ Premier (repeat 2X) "The Mighty Mos Def.." "It's simple mathematics" -) Fat Joe "Check it out!" "I revolve around science.." "What are we talking about here?" .. "Do your math" -) Erykah Badu (2X) .. .. "One.. t-t-two.. three, four" -) James Brown .. .. "What are we talking about here?" .. [Mos Def] Yo, it's one universal law but two sides to every story Three strikes and you be in for life, manditory Four MC's murdered in the last four years I ain't tryin to be the fifth one, the millenium is here Yo it's 6 Million Ways to Die, from the seven deadly thrills Eight heroes gettin found with 9 mill's It's 10 P.M., where your seeds at? What's the deal He on the hill puffin krill to keep they belly filled Light in the ass with heavy steel, sights on the pretty shit in life Young soldiers tryin to earn they next stripe When the average minimum wage is $5.15 You best believe you gotta find a new ground to get cream The white unemployment rate, is nearly more than triple for black so frontliners got they gun in your back Bubblin crack, jewel theft and robbery to combat poverty and end up in the global jail economy Stiffer stipulations attached to each sentence Budget cutbacks but increased police presence And even if you get out of prison still livin join the other five million under state supervision This is business, no faces just lines and statistics from your phone, your zip code, to S-S-I digits The system break man child and women into figures Two columns for who is, and who ain't niggaz Numbers is hardly real and they never have feelings but you push too hard, even numbers got limits Why did one straw break the camel's back? Here's the secret: the million other straws underneath it - it's all mathematics Chorus {closing scratch} "Mathematics.." |
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from Mos Def 1집 - Black On Both Sides (1999)
[Mos Def] They say the goodness in life belongs to those who believe So, I believe...YES! [Chorus] 2x I start to think, and then I sink Into the paper, like I was ink When I'm writing I'm trapped in between the line I escape when I finish the rhyme (aiyyo) My pops said he was in love when he made me Thought about it for a second, wasn't hard to see I could hear he was sincere, was a game of promotion The entire affair's probably charged wit emotion But love call your heart, I guess you got to persue 12-11-73 my life is testament Praise the beneficent, element that rest Devoid in the form that make love manifest I spent my early years in Roosevelt Project It was a bright valley wit some dark prospects In '83, Venny C was the host wit the most I listened to the Rap Attack and held the radio close I listened to the Rap Attack and held the radio close This is far before the days of high glamour and pose Aiyyo power from the street light made the place dark I know a few understand what I'm talkin about It was love for the thing that made me wanna stay out It was love for the thing that made me stay in the house Spendin time, writin rhymes Tryin to find words that describe the vibe That's inside the space When you close yo' eyes and screw yo' face Is this the pain of too much tenderness To make me nod my head in reverence Should I visit this place and remember it? To build landmarks here as evidence Night time, spirit shook my temperment To write rhymes that portray this sentiment We live the now for the promise of the infinite We live the now for the promise of the inifinite And we believe in the promise (love, love *repeated*) Yes yes y'all and we don't stop because Chorus I got love, L-O-V-E and I be Love, L-O-V-E to MC Get love, L-O-V-E and I be Love, L-O-V-E I MC Get love, L-O-V-E and I be Love, L-O-V-E to MC Get love, L-O-V-E and I be The M-O-S-D-E-F-initely Check it out y'all, feel me out y'all Feel me out y'all, hear my out y'all Check me, out y'all Feel me out y'all, check it out y'all Now hear out (bounce) y'all Check me out y'all, feel me out y'all Check me out y'all, feel me out y'all Feel me out y'all (hear me bounce y'all) Check me out y'all, check it out y'all My folks said they was in love when they had me I take they love they made me wit to make rhymes and beats (Can you feel?) The raw deal, it's all wheel-driven Contemplate the essence of beats, rhymes and living Speech in line wit the rhythm, designed wit the rhythm Ears and eyes keepin good time wit the rhythm I shine wit the rhythm, the Black Star Gallactica Big number fleetin, we ancient like the Abbacca's After us, I see most proceed to be trees Sproutin leaves, given breeze to the we who believe I MC, which means I Must Cultivate the earth Back straight backs, hard beats and hard work I be the funky drummer to soften the hard earth (Amin) Pray Allah keep my soul and heart clean (Amin) Pray the same thing again for all my team This go out to Fort Greene and on out to Queens Uptown to Boogie Down, yo just look around AND SHOOK UP THE WORLD!, like Ali in 6-3 (right) I'm reachin the height that you said cannot be I'm bringin the light but you said we can't see Saw the new day commin, and it look just like me Some burst through the clouds, my photo ID I bring light to your day and raise yo' degree The Universal Magnetic, you must respect it From end to beginning, ? true and livin EVERY CHANGING, it was a state of magnificent Building it now for the promise of the infinite Building it now for the promise of the inifinite because Chorus I got love, L-O-V-E and I be Love, L-O-V-E to MC Get love, L-O-V-E and I be Love, L-O-V-E to MC Get love, L-O-V-E and I be Love, L-O-V-E to MC Get love, L-O-V-E and I be The M-O-S-D-E-F-initely |
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from Mos Def 3집 - True Magic (2006)
The summit, the peaks
The plains and the valley The ballad, the fog, the bank with the alley The waking hour, the moment, the dream The moaning, the murmur, the laughter, the scream The filling beginning, the quiet finale Eh eh eh eh lifetime, lifetime Keep keeping on Maintain the rock, keep up the rock The lights in the plaza meant there's something fantastic The moment I met you, the first look was like magic Yeah, there's the way that it is and the way that it feels There's the distance between the ideal and the bills Yet, I see all the numbers, I still lull for the dreamer I thank God for the dreamers, lifetime [Repeat: x2] Keep keeping on Maintain the rock, keep up the rock Maintain the spot, keep up the block Maintain the rock, keep up the rock I know this much is true We don't wanna be lonely Whether kind or you're cruel, be you no more oh lonely The riot is easy and the silence is loud You can build yourself up by just turning things down We will fashion the law, so why should we feel lonely? When forever is only, lifetime [Repeat: x2] Keep keeping on Maintain the rock, keep up the block Maintain the rock, keep up the rock Lifetime [Repeat: x13] |
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from Mos Def 3집 - True Magic (2006)
The summit, the peaks
The plains and the valley The ballad, the fog, the bank with the alley The waking hour, the moment, the dream The moaning, the murmur, the laughter, the scream The filling beginning, the quiet finale Eh eh eh eh lifetime, lifetime Keep keeping on Maintain the rock, keep up the rock The lights in the plaza meant there's something fantastic The moment I met you, the first look was like magic Yeah, there's the way that it is and the way that it feels There's the distance between the ideal and the bills Yet, I see all the numbers, I still lull for the dreamer I thank God for the dreamers, lifetime [Repeat: x2] Keep keeping on Maintain the rock, keep up the rock Maintain the spot, keep up the block Maintain the rock, keep up the rock I know this much is true We don't wanna be lonely Whether kind or you're cruel, be you no more oh lonely The riot is easy and the silence is loud You can build yourself up by just turning things down We will fashion the law, so why should we feel lonely? When forever is only, lifetime [Repeat: x2] Keep keeping on Maintain the rock, keep up the block Maintain the rock, keep up the rock Lifetime [Repeat: x13] |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
Boogie man, boogie man, boogie man BOOGIE MAN! (Hello children!) My whole life is real My life A-ha, Brooklyn you know My life it's a real thang Listen My whole life is real, morning news and nights is real What I spit and I write is real, cuz my life is real My own life is ILL!! filled with magic's strife to scale Sun bright, no time to chill, got all type of bills I got seeds I gotta feed with this They be needin shit, I got ex-wife beef and shit That's how deep it get My whole life is real, my whole life is ill A fantastic, a beautiful mess And life nigga in America: the usual stress I do it to the up, low, the east and the west, I Do it to most, I do it to death I do so it good they don't know what to do with theyselves Well do this: MOVE! Back, forward, mo' Life is real, let's move on My whole life is real, morning news and nights is real What I spit and I write is real, cuz my life is ILL Filled with magic's strife to scale Sun bright, no time to chill Got all type of bills I got seeds I gotta feed with this I got streets I gotta reach with this That's how deep it get My whole life is ill, my whole life is real Mornings, noon's, nights Birthdays, workdays, holidays, funerals. the usual Life is real! Sunday to Monday, school, your gunplay, politics, bullshit Life is real! Shootings, stabbing, free tray, arrest crush, kill, destroy, cheques Death. rebirth Reach the world but touch the street first Life goin in every direction but rewind Niggaz is waiting for the light to dive down On a park a hustler plays the hide out Somebody's gotta notice it's a matter of time before the world fine out The earth dry out and push the hintin to high ground,life style--Hostile Real, life real real So real, too real, news real--edited The close up block out the rest of it True evident, false measurement Crunk superstar, thug president Tricks allegiance, M-def payment ship Scribe lively, so timely,that is timeless And is lovely, and is ugly, as it must be My whole life is real, ha-haa! Brooklyn know My life my B.X. know My life my Real niggaz all over the world My life my it's a real thang whoooo! Boogie man! |
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from Mos Def 2집 - The New Danger (2004)
Boogie man, boogie man, boogie man BOOGIE MAN! (Hello children!) My whole life is real My life A-ha, Brooklyn you know My life it's a real thang Listen My whole life is real, morning news and nights is real What I spit and I write is real, cuz my life is real My own life is ILL!! filled with magic's strife to scale Sun bright, no time to chill, got all type of bills I got seeds I gotta feed with this They be needin shit, I got ex-wife beef and shit That's how deep it get My whole life is real, my whole life is ill A fantastic, a beautiful mess And life nigga in America: the usual stress I do it to the up, low, the east and the west, I Do it to most, I do it to death I do so it good they don't know what to do with theyselves Well do this: MOVE! Back, forward, mo' Life is real, let's move on My whole life is real, morning news and nights is real What I spit and I write is real, cuz my life is ILL Filled with magic's strife to scale Sun bright, no time to chill Got all type of bills I got seeds I gotta feed with this I got streets I gotta reach with this That's how deep it get My whole life is ill, my whole life is real Mornings, noon's, nights Birthdays, workdays, holidays, funerals. the usual Life is real! Sunday to Monday, school, your gunplay, politics, bullshit Life is real! Shootings, stabbing, free tray, arrest crush, kill, destroy, cheques Death. rebirth Reach the world but touch the street first Life goin in every direction but rewind Niggaz is waiting for the light to dive down On a park a hustler plays the hide out Somebody's gotta notice it's a matter of time before the world fine out The earth dry out and push the hintin to high ground,life style--Hostile Real, life real real So real, too real, news real--edited The close up block out the rest of it True evident, false measurement Crunk superstar, thug president Tricks allegiance, M-def payment ship Scribe lively, so timely,that is timeless And is lovely, and is ugly, as it must be My whole life is real, ha-haa! Brooklyn know My life my B.X. know My life my Real niggaz all over the world My life my it's a real thang whoooo! Boogie man! |
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from Mos Def 4집 - The Ecstatic (2009)
Bright moments...
Bright moments always come back Vivid. The 5th great was epic citywide test pressure The pre-crack era! Mr. Schollmen, what a prick, attitude matches wardrobe, uglier then sin. This is bed stuy 82'.. 9th floor 3 tiny rooms one view. Buck-town, Roosevelt house they green grass is green our green grass is brown. Shots rang my phone wasn't touchtone a heavy beef in the street ET had to flee grey heavens! good grief! hungry bellies! bright gold on they teeth! The windows on the Ave look like sad eyes they fix their sharp gaze on you when you pass by and if you dare to stand, you can see em cry you can watch em scowl feel them prowl wall and study every inch about you fast math measuring what you amount to The laughter, the screams! the numeral, the song of Psalms the book of dreams! ends don't meet where the arms can't reach mean streets even when its free it ain't cheap. on going saga, terminal diagnosis, basic survival requires super heroics. No space in the budget for a cake it's when you gotta fly by night to save the day crash-landings routinely happen some survive, others never rise from the ashes. watching asphalt and observing the Sabbath. creates an ecstatic and there you have it from teenage love praying in tongue strange fruit, batty boots and native drums from hence I come so here we go signs and wonders all along the road some lies open some lies close some stretchers role with no lies at all. some riders don't know what they riding for hands on the wheel and their mind is gone wherever you ride, whatever your name, this road called life is a beautiful thing And we are alive in amazing times delicate hearts, diabolical minds revelations, hatred, love and war. and more and more and more and more and more of less than ever before it's just too much more for your mind to absorb It's scary like hell, but there's no doubt we can't be alive in no time but... NOW!!! |
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