Mos Def

Yes sir, yes sir
You know the run-ins
Excellence always
Brooklyn embassy
(Exclusive)
Black star shining
You are now rockin with the best
Brooklyns own
Brooklyns only
M-O-S definite
Big shot out to cash money
Shya Medina Green
Listen, 3 words for the con...
No you arent
Smoke, smoke but your no cigar
Soon as Mos hit the open market
The ghetto know the coppa get on my back like an open warrant
Brooklyn sick so retarded
Hop on the phone and you told your partner,
Hop off of him and told yo mama
Got no type of hope its problems happen a folk
Its harder get out your rhyme book and smoke some skama
Ever far you go, Im going harder
Understand, I rock today like its no tomorrow
Last year my catalog was so impressive that
This year my rookie cards a great investment
Am I hot, nigga? Change the question, are you hotter than me?
See we could take out the product and see
Yall dont want no drama with me without a part in a film, a director and a call from the guild
Yall dont want no problems for real, so why you spittin a beat?
Yall youngin, dont yall need to be sleep?
Secretly Im that nigga that you dreamin to be
It aint as easy as that?
Theres only one Mos
Leave it at that
Whatever shine you had, Im leaving with that
I give a fat babies ass where your peoples is at
Or where your heaters is at
You fuck around and catch a leak in your back
Get a hotdog you need to relax
Dont get beaten up cause of rap
And dont get mad at me cause your wack
Shit, genetic is the reason for that
You aint seeing me, Im seeing to that
Im from the brightest, hottest star to ever be on the map
And thats the B-R-O
Yall dont want no trouble rest
Mighty mother fucker Mos Def
Like that
Now get with it niggas
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