Bismillah Ir Ir Raheem Peace, whats 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 The Creator You should be to The Creator for all of that 'Cause I'm not the of that 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 people to forgive me for Thank you Brooklyn, Thank you
Yeah, there it is my voice up in the top a little bit Feel to be back up Ochenta? Yeah, yeah, ha
It's the Black Dante in your box Freaky on the dial Tell you a bit about me For my hometown, break down a little for you Myrtle and Broadway, projects, Mossie projects
I stepped on the field from no league just home I Jumped out the and I snatched the rock With the final dwindling on the clock Mos post up to throw up the shot
I put it the net and let the world's jaw drop Then the arena before they called cops Tell the players and the coach I wasn't tryin' to blow But the way they was ballin' made it to watch
I was taught when there's somethin' you can around Keep quiet, you got nothin' to about You got work to do, I know if that work for you But that's how Mos work it
And my is personal, I'm a workin' person I put in work, I with purpose I get it on the water, air, the surface You feel the impact yeah it's workin'
Listen God did not me a fearful person The only fear I is my failure to adhere His path I love it just to hear this back On the ghetto streets y'all at
On the ave's the Jeep's go past In the coupes where the go back In the parties it be so packed And the atmosphere be so
And them black things be so If I could I be so glad But if not I be so mad I'm still being a man, feeding 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 right, ground zero, to far left I'm, well with immense talents Burn the then flip it to keep myself challenged And that's the mark of a true That's I'm in or outside the ring
No fights, no title, no crown or Feel my presence even I'm up out this thing Just trust, that's what I'm to be But until settle in and rock with me
Ha, what it's about to be Ghetto look alive with me And say, we 'gon, by we just keep movin' on
Ghetto people, look and Feel free, we just keep on For Alliah, Left Eye, Jam Jay All the great hero's who have away
Scott Laraque, Big and Pac, Tai, Big L All the soldiers locked 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.) Rest in peace, your livin' in the of our memory (Sans Marie) Rest in peace, your livin' in the of our memory That's
everythin' in life gon' come to an end Because it must and it does I that y'all remember me With true respect and ghetto
Now raise it up 'cause everythin' in gon' come to an end Because it must, and when it does, I hope that y'all me Dante, from Myrtle and Broadway, yeah, yeah y'all Let me it back
Freaky Ha Freaky on the dial