To all my people in the jam on it To all my in the front jam on it To all my people on the jam on it So jam on it, say
The old beats my speech radiates I grab the mic my resulates and penetrates I the B boy emulate A buck-fifty still swinging a heavyweight
Me and the lounge to levitate You believe, let me demonstrate The way we make disintegrate
Well hold up you got to stop the You got to prove you can rock the Me and my man to investigate The whole way that you operate,
And your 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 all night, all night So why you over ripping with me? Trying to prove you to me? (Some cats equiped to MC) But you can see I'm G
The universal I the party efficiently From the Brooklyn but to And I do it so
That you got to it to me Rick James, I kick game and spit flame Burning all up out their frame We get into vein
From all the way down to Brisbean (Damn this flow is insane) That's what I've been trying to Got no time to games
it coming like the next train Make the party people they hear my name go Mos Def
Oh, yes my style is so to win any MC contest Old school like the fresh dress You spend you to get my cassette
Now that's fresh, the red address Make a cop swell like abscess I'm shoutin' bigs up to Medina and the 'Bout to drop it on your block a 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 never Brown body-rocking MC I got the black zodiac and you it's never whack Sagitarius
You see me and lyricist and we're getting serious to make another hit I tell your homeboy 'cuz his style Ain't ill but it's up counterfeit
You see I'm or bent or sweet bullet and when I'm on the set All the hip-hop fans just raise 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 B-boys and real B-girls Ever know others than me
I said hey Mos Def you can't steal the You ain't the only MC out here flow I'm the and I'm letting you know I get on the mic and go toe to toe
Well cool brother and just slow you roll your 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 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 stage you step back Because name is Mos Def but your really Mos Whack
Uh listen up little you ain't grown The sun is going down, you need to take you butt And come outside with your freestylin' You should have kept it in the house like Galler
When I grab the microphone, people my name This ain't no Sesame Street, this is a man's lane See you best my words and listen up Or I'm a tell your momma to your butt
Well you my daddy and I'm letting you know That you can't me when it's time to go See I get on the mic and you what it's about 'Cuz my momma said knock you out
Well if you didn't know baby boy tell ya You to learn to respect your elders But you here and you think you got skill Then get on the mic and show you're
Well I'm the devastatin' fakin' keep your body shakin' Steady rockin' never Keep your body jockin'
Rock the beat, the beat it's time to stop the beat Steady moving improvement Keep the party keep on
Well hey blood, that was fresh You got one hundred on your MC test You got a soul-shocking set you see You need to pack up your bags and get down me
So jam on it, so jam on it I jam j-jam j-jam on it I were rocking to the bright early morning I said jam j-jam on it
This is the one to keep the jam And make you get up and just do dance is the one to keep 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 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 lyricist just to you jam on it you jam on it, make you jam on it