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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 son, they've got two sides
It's one
(Part one)
two
(Part two)

Get together with my crew, and we do
we've 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', diss all peons, for eons
Mos Def is beyond, in fact most cats can on
'Cause we on the frequency

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

All on your man chronic, I twist the hard caps back
To blue bonnets, I repeat, who it?
Daytime on the list of time on the tradition, of
Ignition, propulsion, put on expulsion

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

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

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

What I invoke is never asleep, ever
It the soul of your foes and kinfolk
Maintaining my scope from beginnin' to end
Like
Pretty High Noon riders get clipped and shot
behind, Teknological, neurological
Unstoppable, title in this shit, we powerful

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

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

Son it's in my chromosomes to rock this, I got
Watch this, mo' raps, tap your pockets
Knock this, stimulate nerve and chakras
Smart art breakin' apart in darkness

Down for the longest, son the song list
Radiate enormous, pure performance
Vocal chords the strongest, a or cordless
Hit town, draw like space shuttle launches

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

Now raise your hands in the air now everybody get it
The Universal,
Scientific, you don't stop
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 rock on the mic make your girl wanna
Fly a dove, that come from above
rockin' on the mic and you can call me Mos Love