Definition Black Star

[Intro: Talib Kweli, Mos Def, & Sample]
Hello, everybody! Recordin' live from somewhere
Looooord... Lord have mercy
Black Star
All nice and decent crew
This is timeless! C'mon!
Follow me now, we say
Say, Hi-Tek, yes, you're rulin' hip-hop
Put your hands up! C'mon, c'mon!
Say, J. Rawls, yes, you're rulin' hip-hop
Put your hands up, everybody
Redefinition, say, you're rulin' hip-hop
Put your hands up, c'mon
Say, Black Star, come to rock it non—

[Verse 1: Mos Def]
Yo, from the first to the last of it, delivery is passionate
The whole and not the half of it, forecast and aftermath of it
Projectile that them blasted with, accurate assassin shit
Me and Kweli close like Bethlehem and Nazareth
After this, you be pressin' rewind on top your master disk
Shinin' like an asterisk for all those that be gatherin'
Connectin' like a roundhouse from the townhouse to the tenements
'Cause all my Brooklyn residents roll with heavy regiments
Don't believe? Hear the evidence — where Brooklyn?! (WHOA!)
See that? 'Bout to take it all, kid, believe that
From where they sell they tree at, to where the police react
Talib Kweli, e-Kweli-ty, yo, tell 'em where we be at