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Yes, yes, yes, yes
(Whoo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, whoo)

Light up the sky the 4th of July
Everything in this life son, got two sides
It's one
(Part one)
two
(Part two)

Get together with my crew, and we do
Whatever got to do, uh huh uh
Feast for Hi-Teknological,
It's unstoppable, it out

I'm fantastic, furious like the Five B'lawn
Brooklyn phenom', all peons, flow for eons
Mos Def is beyond, in fact most cats can on
we on the same frequency

If not change your dial and get on it, I flip on this beat
the re-bonics keep heat like, Hamid's weed speech
Hit the deep street sonnets, who it?
dancin' so sonic, you need tonics
Don't get yours from your schoolboy

All blazin' on man chronic, I twist the hard caps back
To bonnets, I repeat, who want it?
Daytime on the list of on the tradition, of combustion
Ignition, propulsion, put MC's on

The principle, your academics
You're indefensible, my is so comprehensible
Cats take it to heart a ventricle
You like a weather pattern

Forgot I'm like you happened
never say whatever happened to Mos?
My light boast from the East to the Left Coast
and South both, cause it sound dope

Boy boy sound choked with the next man's style
Between your teeth tongue and like
Got to wash your mouth out soap
My penstroke, is other men broke

What I is never asleep, ever woke
It the soul of your foes and kinfolk
Maintaining my scope beginnin' to end quote
Like
Pretty High Noon riders get clipped and down
Reach behind, Teknological,
Unstoppable, wave in this shit, we powerful

Now raise your hands in the air now everybody get it
The Universal,
B-Boy Scientific, you stop
It go on to the rhythm you don't, it!
So raise your hands in the air now get with it
The Universal,

You see I'm to the party in the b-boy stance
I on the mic, on the mic, yo

Son it's in my chromosomes to this, I got this
this, assemble mo' raps, tap your pockets
Knock this, stimulate nerve ends and
Smart art apart hearts in darkness

Down for the longest, son the song list
enormous, pure peak performance
Vocal chords the strongest, a Capella or
Hit town, draw crowds like shuttle launches

Whoo, how Def flow, we and
Brooklyn New York make the moonwalk like John Glenn
Son I'm it out, for the short to long haul
Earth sky, left in between it and all y'all

Now raise your hands in the air now get with it
The Universal,
B-Boy Scientific, you don't
It go ON to the you don't, bust it

So your hands in the air everybody get with it
The Universal,
Scientific, you don't stop
You see I'm to the party in the b-boy stance
I on the mic make your girl wanna dance
Fly like a dove, that from above
From rockin' on the mic and you can me Mos Love