To all my in the back jam on it To all my people in the jam on it To all my on the side jam on it So jam on it, say
The old beats my speech radiates I the mic my voice resulates and penetrates I make the B boy A buck-fifty swinging like a heavyweight
Me and the lounge about to You believe, let me demonstrate The way we make cats
hold up you got to stop the tape You got to prove you can the bricks Me and my man to investigate The way that you operate, cooperate
And what's name? (Mos Def) And where you (Brooklyn) And how you (Very well, well) Damn you had to say it (That's right) So you (Damn right)
I rock the party all night, all So why you over here ripping me? Trying to prove you to me? (Some ain't equiped to MC) But you can see I'm G
The magnificently I rock the efficiently the Brooklyn but centered to And I do it so
That you got to it to me Like Rick James, I kick game and spit rappers all up out their frame We get into this
From all the way down to Brisbean (Damn brother's flow is insane) That's what been trying to explain Got no time to games
Keep it coming like the next the party people exclaim Whenever they hear my go Mos Def
Oh, yes my style is so Guranteed to win any MC Old school the eighty-four fresh dress You you assets to get my cassette
Now that's fresh, the red address a cop jealous swell like abscess I'm bigs up to Medina and the rest to drop it on your block a high on the press
I said, in the front, jam on it To all my in the back, jam on it To all my on the side, jam on it Jam on it, ha ha, ha ha
To all my in the front, jam on it To all my in the back, jam on it To all my on the side, jam on it So jam on it, ha ha, ha ha
You see my name is Mos Def and my style will pest skinned body-rocking MC I got the black zodiac and you know it's whack Sagitarius
You see me and lyricist and we're getting serious About to another hit I your homeboy chill 'cuz his style Ain't ill but it's straight up
You see I'm or bent or sweet Then and when I'm on the set All the hip-hop fans raise they hands the one and only mighty Mos Def
You see I come the party in a B-boy I rock the mic so viciously So all the real B-boys and real Ever know others better me
I said hey Mos Def you can't steal the You ain't the MC out here with flow I'm the and I'm letting you know I get on the mic and go toe to toe
Well cool young brother and slow you roll 'Cuz your arm's too to have mic control See I get on the mic and jump off case You get out my face and stay in a child's place
See I get on the mic because I I can And I'm than you because I know I am So when I jump on the you better step back Because name is Mos Def but your really Mos Whack
Uh listen up little brother you grown The sun is down, you need to take you butt home And come outside with your freestylin' You should have kept it in the house Debbie Galler
When I grab the microphone, scream my name This no Sesame Street, this is a grown man's lane See you best heed my and listen up Or I'm a your momma to whip your butt
Well you ain't my daddy and I'm you know That you tell me when it's time to go See I get on the mic and show you it's about 'Cuz even my momma knock you out
Well if you didn't know boy I'ma tell ya You need to to respect your elders But since you here and you you got skill Then get on the mic and show you're
I'm the devastatin' never fakin' Always your body shakin' Steady rockin' never Keep your body jockin'
Rock the beat, shock the Till it's time to the beat Steady moving show the party keep on groovin'
Well hey young blood, that was You just got one hundred on MC test You got a soul-shocking set you see You need to pack up bags and get down with me
So jam on it, so jam on it I said jam j-jam on it I said were to the bright early morning I jam j-jam j-jam on it
This is the one to inside the jam And make you get up and do that dance This is the one to keep the jam And make you get up and just clap hands
New you got to jam on it And got to jam on it And BK you got to jam on it Got to jam on it, you got to jam on it
And you got to jam on it And you got to jam on it Got to jam on it Got to jam on it, got to jam on it
got to jam on it And Detroit 'cuz got to jam on it And St. got to jam on it Got to jam on it, got to jam on it
The world you got to jam on it And Brooklyn, yes, we got to jam on it The just to make you jam on it Make you jam on it, you jam on it