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 sweet old beats my speech I the mic my voice resulates and penetrates I make the B boy A still swinging like a heavyweight
Me and the lounge to levitate You don't believe, let me The way we make cats
Well hold up you got to stop the You got to prove you can rock the Me and my man going to The whole way that you operate,
And your name? (Mos Def) And you from? (Brooklyn) And how you (Very well, well) you had to say it twice? (That's right) So you (Damn right)
I the party all night, all night So why you over here ripping me? to prove you position to me? (Some ain't equiped to MC) But you can see I'm G
The magnificently I rock the efficiently From the Brooklyn but to And I do it so
That you got to it to me Like Rick James, I kick and spit flame rappers all up out their frame We get into this
Brownsville all the way down to Brisbean (Damn brother's flow is insane) That's what I've trying to explain Got no to play games
Keep it coming like the next Make the people exclaim Whenever they hear my go Mos Def
Oh, yes my style is so Guranteed to win any MC Old school like the eighty-four fresh You you assets to get my cassette
Now fresh, the red hook address Make a cop jealous swell like I'm bigs up to Medina and the rest 'Bout to drop it on your 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 is Mos Def and my style will never pest Brown body-rocking MC I got the black zodiac and you know it's whack Sagitarius
You see it's me and lyricist and we're getting About to make hit I tell your chill 'cuz his style ill but it's straight up counterfeit
You see I'm fast or or sweet Then bullet and I'm on the set All the hip-hop fans raise they hands Because the one and mighty Mos Def
You see I come into the in a B-boy stance I the mic so viciously So all the real B-boys and real Ever know others better me
I said hey Mos Def you steal the show You the only MC out here with flow I'm the Pro-Castro and I'm you know I get on the mic and go toe to toe
Well young brother and just slow you roll 'Cuz arm's too shook to have mic control See I get on the mic and jump off case You best get out my face and stay in a child's
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 your name is Mos Def but your Mos Whack
Uh listen up little brother you ain't The sun is going down, you to take you butt home And come outside your whack freestylin' You should have kept it in the house like Debbie
When I the microphone, people scream my name This no Sesame Street, this is a grown man's lane See you best heed my words and up Or I'm a your momma to whip your butt
Well you ain't my daddy and I'm letting you That you can't me when it's time to go See I get on the mic and you what it's about 'Cuz even my momma knock you out
Well if you didn't know baby boy I'ma ya You need to learn to respect your But since you and you think you got skill Then get on the mic and you're real
Well I'm the devastatin' never Always keep body shakin' rockin' never stoppin' Keep your always jockin'
the beat, shock the beat Till it's time to the beat Steady show improvement the party keep on groovin'
Well hey young blood, was fresh You just got one hundred on MC test You got a soul-shocking set you see You need to up your bags and get down with me
So jam on it, so jam on it I jam j-jam j-jam on it I said were rocking to the bright morning I said 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 inside the jam And make you get up and clap your 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 'cuz they 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 lyricist to make you jam on it you jam on it, make you jam on it