Bismillah Ir Rhman Ir Peace, peace whats up y'all is Mos Def And is a message to the people If you see or hear goodness me Then that goodness is from The You should be thankful to The Creator for all of I'm not the architect of that I'm only the, the recipient If you see weakness or in me from my own weakness or shortcoming And I ask The Creator and the people to forgive me for Thank you Brooklyn, Thank you
Yeah, yeah it is Turn my voice up in the top a bit good to be back What's up Yeah, yeah, ha
It's the Black in your headphones box Freaky on the dial Tell you a bit about me For my hometown, break a little history for you and Broadway, Roosevelt projects, Mossie projects
I on the field from no league just home team I Jumped out the stands and I snatched the With the final seconds on the clock Mos post up to throw up the tie-breakin'
I put it the net and let the world's jaw drop Then the arena before they called cops Tell the and the coach I wasn't tryin' to blow spot But the way they was ballin' it difficult to watch
I was when there's somethin' you can change around Keep quiet, you got nothin' to about You got to do, I don't know if that work for you But that's how Mos work it
And my work is personal, I'm a person I put in work, I work with I get it there on the water, air, the You feel the impact yeah it's workin'
Listen God did not make me a person The only fear I is my failure to adhere His path I love it just to hear this back On the ghetto where y'all at
On the where the Jeep's go past In the coupes the seats go back In the where it be so packed And the be so black
And them black be so phat If I I would be so glad But if not I be so mad I'm still being a man, still my fam
And even if you see it my fam I believe that I am, gifted, truly blessed I'm truly, Brooklyn's own, Mos Def
I'm rockin' the hard right, zero, to far left I'm, well balanced with immense Burn the script then flip it to keep myself And that's the mark of a champ-ine whether I'm in or outside the ring
No fights, no title, no crown or Feel my presence even I'm up out this thing trust, that's what I'm about to be But then settle in and rock with me
Ha, that's what it's to be Ghetto people alive with me And say, we 'gon, by Then we keep movin' on
Ghetto people, look and free, we just keep movin' on For Alliah, Eye, Jam Master Jay All the great who have passed away
Scott Laraque, Big and Pac, Tai, Big L All the locked down in the cell Lock up the flesh, but the spirit prevail To our loved ones, and
Dyin' in the street, or quiet in their (B.I.G.) Rest in peace, livin' in the mansions of our memory (Sans Marie) Rest in peace, your livin' in the mansions of our real
'Cause everythin' in life gon' to an end Because it and when it does I that y'all remember me With true respect and love
Now it up 'cause everythin' in life gon' come to an end Because it must, and when it does, I hope that y'all me Black Dante, Myrtle and Broadway, yeah, yeah y'all Let me hear it
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