To all my in the back jam on it To all my in the front jam on it To all my on the side jam on it So jam on it, say
The sweet old my speech radiates I grab the mic my voice and penetrates I make the B boy A buck-fifty still like a heavyweight
Me and the lounge about to You believe, let me demonstrate The way we make cats
Well up you got to stop the tape You got to prove you can the bricks Me and my man going to The whole way you operate, cooperate
And what's name? (Mos Def) And you from? (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 here with me? Trying to you position to me? (Some cats equiped to MC) But you can see I'm G
The universal I rock the party the Brooklyn but centered to And I do it so
you got to give it to me Like Rick James, I kick game and spit Burning rappers all up out their We get into this
From Brownsville all the way to Brisbean (Damn brother's flow is insane) That's what I've been to explain Got no to play games
it coming like the next train Make the party people they hear my name go Mos Def
Oh, yes my is so fresh to win any MC contest Old school like the fresh dress You you assets to get my cassette
Now that's fresh, the red hook a cop jealous swell like abscess I'm shoutin' 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 name is Mos Def and my style will pest Brown body-rocking MC I got the zodiac and you know it's never whack Sagitarius
You see it's me and lyricist and getting serious About to make hit I tell your homeboy 'cuz his style Ain't ill but it's up counterfeit
You see I'm or bent or sweet Then bullet and I'm on the set All the hip-hop just raise they 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 B-boys and real B-girls know others better than me
I said hey Mos Def you can't the show You the only 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 just you roll 'Cuz arm's too shook to have mic control See I get on the mic and jump off your You best get out my face and stay in a child's
See I get on the mic I know I can And I'm fresher you because I know I am So I jump on the stage you better step back Because your name is Mos Def but your Mos Whack
Uh up little brother you ain't grown The sun is going down, you to take you butt home And come outside with whack 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 grown lane See you best heed my and listen up Or I'm a tell momma to whip your butt
Well you ain't my and I'm letting you know That you can't tell me when it's to go See I get on the mic and you what it's about 'Cuz even my momma said you out
if you didn't know baby boy I'ma tell ya You need to learn to respect elders But since you and you think you got skill get on the mic and show you're real
Well I'm the devastatin' never Always keep your shakin' rockin' never stoppin' Keep body always jockin'
Rock the beat, shock the it's time to stop the beat Steady moving show Keep the party keep on
hey young blood, that was fresh You just got one on your MC test You got a body-rocking 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 were rocking 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 you get up and just 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 whole 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