To all my in the back jam on it To all my people in the jam on it To all my people on the 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 buck-fifty still like a heavyweight
Me and the about to levitate You don't believe, let me The way we make disintegrate
Well hold up you got to the tape You got to prove you can the bricks Me and my man going to The whole way that you operate,
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 cats equiped to MC) But you can see I'm G
The universal I rock the efficiently From the but centered to And I do it so
you got to give it to me Like Rick James, I kick game and spit Burning all up out their frame We get into this
From all the way down to Brisbean (Damn this flow is insane) That's I've been trying to explain Got no time to play
Keep it like the next train Make the party people Whenever hear my name go Mos Def
Oh, yes my style is so Guranteed to win any MC Old school like the fresh dress You spend you assets to get my
Now that's fresh, the red hook Make a cop jealous swell like I'm shoutin' up to Medina and the rest 'Bout to drop it on 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 is Mos Def and my style will never pest Brown body-rocking MC I got the black and you know it's never whack definitley
You see it's me and lyricist and we're serious About to another hit I your homeboy chill 'cuz his style ill but it's straight up counterfeit
You see I'm fast or or sweet bullet and when I'm on the set All the hip-hop fans just raise hands Because the one and only Mos Def
You see I come the party in a B-boy stance I the mic so viciously So all the real B-boys and real know others better than me
I said hey Mos Def you can't the show You ain't the only MC out with flow I'm the Pro-Castro and I'm you know I get on the mic and go toe to toe
Well cool brother and just slow you roll 'Cuz your arm's too shook to mic control See I get on the mic and jump off case You best get out my face and stay in a place
See I get on the mic I know I can And I'm fresher than you I know I am So when I jump on the stage you better step Because your name is Mos Def but really Mos Whack
Uh up little brother you ain't grown The sun is going down, you need to take you butt And come outside with whack freestylin' You should have it in the house like Debbie Galler
When I grab the microphone, people my name This ain't no Sesame Street, this is a grown lane See you best heed my words and up Or I'm a tell your momma to your butt
Well you ain't my and I'm letting 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 baby boy tell 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' fakin' Always your body shakin' Steady rockin' stoppin' Keep your body always
the beat, shock the beat Till time to stop the beat Steady moving show the party keep on groovin'
Well hey young blood, was fresh You just got one hundred on MC test You got a body-rocking set you see You to pack up your bags and get down with me
So jam on it, so jam on it I said jam j-jam on it I said were rocking to the early morning I said jam j-jam on it
is the one to keep inside the jam And you get up and just do that dance This is the one to keep the jam And make you get up and just clap your
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 they got to jam on it And St. got to jam on it Got to jam on it, got to jam on it
The whole you got to jam on it And Brooklyn, yes, we got to jam on it The just to make you jam on it you jam on it, make you jam on it