[Intro:]
Man, I am ready
Are y'all ready to get down?
Boy, I cannot wait to blow my horn in here tonight
[Hook: Mos Def, (Ces)]
Ha
Yeah
Shit is real
(Hardcore nights in the city)
Word up, don't be out here slippin'
You might not get up
(Hardcore nights in the city)
Times is rough
And if it ain't rough it ain't right
(Hardcore nights in the city)
So let's it get set tight
(Everybody's creepy)
Like this...
[Verse 1: Mos Def]
First and foremost, from the East Coast
We got it in a smash, so it's no need to boast
Bogart your block with the Brakalak bop
I'll have your whole mass yellin' out (Don't stop!)
This is the way it is and how it must get (done)
To make the engines run like a fat trust fund
And send you all off to the record store strollin'
For the raw boom that have your speakers swollen
Hardcore nights in the city
Nobody's (sleepy), everybody's (creepy)
Stay on the top since I can't be slouchin'
Too many heads crawlin', too many creeps (crouchin')
And when I slide by, I glide by
Easy, pa, this ain't no drive-by
So relax the lines in your face
Ease your hands off your waist
Unless you gonna pull out somethin' you can taste
Cause straight up, you gon' be eatin' it
Whatever assault you form, I'm defeatin' it
Abusin', confusin' and beatin' it
Son, I know about these streets and shit
Don't test me
I don't let time stress me
Remain on the even keel, I'm in the realm of the real
Times across the land is gettin' Steelier than Dan
And I be damned if I let any man disturb the program
Punks go on with they curb curb all sincere
When their straight line's the crookest way anywhere
So don't be swayed by these fools
Live your life right, baby pa, you know the rules
Never ever show disrespect to a gee
If it ain't in your heart, don't do it for free
Never sit nowhere where you can't see
And don't go nowhere where you ain't gotta be
And that's from Mos to you, on the real
Be alert out here, before your cap get peeled
And for all y'all herbs that be scopin'
One eye rest while the other one's wide open
Man, I am ready
Are y'all ready to get down?
Boy, I cannot wait to blow my horn in here tonight
[Hook: Mos Def, (Ces)]
Ha
Yeah
Shit is real
(Hardcore nights in the city)
Word up, don't be out here slippin'
You might not get up
(Hardcore nights in the city)
Times is rough
And if it ain't rough it ain't right
(Hardcore nights in the city)
So let's it get set tight
(Everybody's creepy)
Like this...
[Verse 1: Mos Def]
First and foremost, from the East Coast
We got it in a smash, so it's no need to boast
Bogart your block with the Brakalak bop
I'll have your whole mass yellin' out (Don't stop!)
This is the way it is and how it must get (done)
To make the engines run like a fat trust fund
And send you all off to the record store strollin'
For the raw boom that have your speakers swollen
Hardcore nights in the city
Nobody's (sleepy), everybody's (creepy)
Stay on the top since I can't be slouchin'
Too many heads crawlin', too many creeps (crouchin')
And when I slide by, I glide by
Easy, pa, this ain't no drive-by
So relax the lines in your face
Ease your hands off your waist
Unless you gonna pull out somethin' you can taste
Cause straight up, you gon' be eatin' it
Whatever assault you form, I'm defeatin' it
Abusin', confusin' and beatin' it
Son, I know about these streets and shit
Don't test me
I don't let time stress me
Remain on the even keel, I'm in the realm of the real
Times across the land is gettin' Steelier than Dan
And I be damned if I let any man disturb the program
Punks go on with they curb curb all sincere
When their straight line's the crookest way anywhere
So don't be swayed by these fools
Live your life right, baby pa, you know the rules
Never ever show disrespect to a gee
If it ain't in your heart, don't do it for free
Never sit nowhere where you can't see
And don't go nowhere where you ain't gotta be
And that's from Mos to you, on the real
Be alert out here, before your cap get peeled
And for all y'all herbs that be scopin'
One eye rest while the other one's wide open
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