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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
part one
(Part one)
two
(Part two)

Get together my crew, and we gon' do
we've got to do, uh huh uh
Feast for Hi-Teknological,
unstoppable, check it out

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

If not your dial and get on it, I flip on this here beat
then the keep heat like, Hamid's weed speech
Hit the street sonnets, who want it?
Hoppin' so sonic, you need tonics
Don't get yours from your comets

All on your 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 on expulsion

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

Forgot I'm like you never
Don't say whatever happened to Mos?
My light boast from the East to the Left Coast
North and South both, it sound dope

Boy your boy choked with the next man's style
Between your teeth and throat like
Got to wash mouth out with 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 from beginnin' to end
ba-biti-dabi-dida-da-dah-dah
Pretty High Noon riders get clipped and down
behind, Teknological, neurological
Unstoppable, title wave in 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 you don't, bust it!
So raise your hands in the air now get with it
The Universal,

You see I'm comin to the party in the stance
I on the mic, on the mic, yo

Son in my chromosomes to rock this, I got this
this, assemble mo' raps, tap your pockets
Knock this, nerve ends and chakras
Smart art breakin' apart hearts in

Down for the longest, son peep the list
Radiate enormous, peak performance
Vocal the strongest, a Capella or cordless
Hit town, draw crowds like shuttle launches

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

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

So raise 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 rock on the mic make your wanna dance
Fly a dove, that come from above
From rockin' on the mic and you can call me Mos