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