[Verse 1: Talib Kweli]
We fantastic, flippin' on tracks like gymnastics
Small brats get they ass kicked, me and Mos smash shit
Top gun like what comes after the, fist rockin' knife
Check the keys that get played on the roads/Rhodes of life
Yo, the rhyme is so heavy like a load off my chest
Drop 'em on these MC's, leave 'em broken like house pets
Priceless like the streets I'm on, my word is bond
You like Paula Abdul skat-kat compared to Sarah Vaughan
Sayin', "What did I do to be so black and blue?"
Got MC's sayin', "Damn! I gotta go on after you?"
Grab a microphone and do just what I have to do
A-yo, I'd like to stop and chat, but I'm just passin' through
You know I'd like to stop and chat, but I'm just passin' through
[Verse 2: Mos Def]
I'm on my way back to Lewis Avenue
Inside the Brooklyn and b-boy capital
Lot of cat chat be too black and radical
Say, my response is emphatically, "Yes!"
We emphatically fresh, you dramatically stressed
These MC's proceed to seize the presidential palace
And burn Babylon like a chalice!
Strive to maintain balance with the God-given talents
Articulate the article, eliminate the farcical
Black Star Line shine remarkable
They style ain't even comparable! (No way)
These so-called criminals is fictional
They make the party turn miserable
We document the memorable, then break 'em up like syllables
Stay down-to-earth like minerals (Wooooooh!)
Your style is foul like Dow Chemical
We five-dimensional — audio, visual, physical, spiritual, lyrical
Another world
We fantastic, flippin' on tracks like gymnastics
Small brats get they ass kicked, me and Mos smash shit
Top gun like what comes after the, fist rockin' knife
Check the keys that get played on the roads/Rhodes of life
Yo, the rhyme is so heavy like a load off my chest
Drop 'em on these MC's, leave 'em broken like house pets
Priceless like the streets I'm on, my word is bond
You like Paula Abdul skat-kat compared to Sarah Vaughan
Sayin', "What did I do to be so black and blue?"
Got MC's sayin', "Damn! I gotta go on after you?"
Grab a microphone and do just what I have to do
A-yo, I'd like to stop and chat, but I'm just passin' through
You know I'd like to stop and chat, but I'm just passin' through
[Verse 2: Mos Def]
I'm on my way back to Lewis Avenue
Inside the Brooklyn and b-boy capital
Lot of cat chat be too black and radical
Say, my response is emphatically, "Yes!"
We emphatically fresh, you dramatically stressed
These MC's proceed to seize the presidential palace
And burn Babylon like a chalice!
Strive to maintain balance with the God-given talents
Articulate the article, eliminate the farcical
Black Star Line shine remarkable
They style ain't even comparable! (No way)
These so-called criminals is fictional
They make the party turn miserable
We document the memorable, then break 'em up like syllables
Stay down-to-earth like minerals (Wooooooh!)
Your style is foul like Dow Chemical
We five-dimensional — audio, visual, physical, spiritual, lyrical
Another world
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