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(Mos Def (Talib Kweli))
We here, we here, we (yes yes yes yes)
Fire (uh uh uh uh)
Yes, huh (hey)
We roll from uh- you (hey)
You know what time it is (get hand out my)
You what time it, uh
Black Star, on ma (yeah)
Now on ma (yeah)
on ma (uh)
And,

(Mos Def)
Yo honeys check it out, she got me
With your hair and your fat ass WOW
Walks over, feel feet tap on the ground
Make a *nigga* come back "What's happenin now?"
Hear he promising the platinum, get down
You'll be backin it out, backin 'em down
your hand on your mouth
And damn baby girl, what's that all
You know the ave puttin in the brow
On job, all workin it out
I how you coordinate: purse, skirt, and the blouse
Around the way, comin out the house
You laid on the couch
Make a cat pause and be "Wow"

(Talib Kweli)
Baby's was immaculate
Sweet like my first kiss in the of the flick
I have to insist, miss, that we for a bit
But your ass wanna
Walkin all like you can't stop
I need to get passionate with
You assume that I be on that supermasculine *shit*
Crackin the whip to shut you you and fasten your lip
I just be my light and they be baskin in it
I go out casually dip trip on the hit
Sippin on some fashionably *shit*
Black in the building and it hasta be sick
BK still *nigga* pass me the *shit*, what

(Mos Def, Kweli, and background singers)
(what up)
You got it (come on ma)

You got it (come on ma)

You got it

Brown let me see you shake it out
Stop (brown baby)
Ha you got it (there you go)
(brown baby) you got it (work it out)
(brown baby) you got it (come on ma)
sugar let me see you shake it out

(Talib Kweli)
Yeah, this go out to the
Be for weeks to purchase a piece
I'm with my people to cease, it's curtains for peace
Certain keeps spurs to their knees like I'm with Tweet
Rhymes sicker than the pervert that flirt with his
Stop, the lay in a hearse deceased
We don't play, my man Kanye the beat
Yo the rhymin's on me, coutesy of
+ludacris+ how I'm +disturbin the peace+

(Mos Def)
Yeah, you ain't the street
at how we got 'em personally thiefed
Sipped on when I get open
Pen strollin on the track like Don
Or filmed on the World
slow, no joke, one draw I kill y'all
How many times yo do I got to tell
My next album boy I get killed off, it's y'all
We big merger, you act you know the deal y'all
Brooklyn, up and let me hear y'all
Brown babe

(Talib Kweli)

Nubian rock to this (whoo)
Black Star rock the metropolis
cats and you know we pocket it
Black got the whole world watchin it

(Mos Def)
Stop, from the Ivy colleges
To the blocks the drama is
And they keepin (?) lit
Just it out and respond to this
And all of it

(Mos Def, Talib Kweli, and singers)
Stop (uh on)
You got it (I said on)

You got it (yeah, yo, we come on)

You got it (brown sugar see you shake it out)
Stop (brown baby)
You got it
Stop (I said on)
You got it (look at you)

You got it (brown lemme see you shake it out)
(huh yeah)
(come on ma)
(come on ma)

Stop (come on ma) (Black Star start it)
(come on ma) (02 y'all yeah)
(come on ma) (uh yeah)
(Black Star, shinin)
(yeah)
(haha yeah)
(haha yeah)
Stop (Mos Kweli, on)