Featuring mos def mr. man
Kweli:
The highest caliber make it a night to remember like shalamar
Then escape to havana with a ? do what i gotta
Planes get shot down in cuban air space over the water
I got insight itand's a clear case of reading your aura
Man what you got for us as my black men stand in line like a chorus
Makinand' these mcand's our sons like horus
Iand'm always taking shots like a japanese tourist, get the picture?
Flyer than keyser soze and no exposure
Mos def:
Iand'm sippin wishing well water imported from pluto
Thatand's why my eyes is glassy, so ainand't got to ask me
The interplanetary illuminati move your body
I trekked the stars first, so fuck kirk and scotty
I threw basement parties on the mothership
Now iand'm on planet earth on some other shit
Many and'habitants of this world be strivin and strugglin
Tryin to eat food and keep the rights to they publishing, huh
Ghetto red hot, man that shit is like bubblin
Canand't get no peace cause the beast keep troubling
Youth, they oppose and the blows they be doubling
Nike heads is trife and the shots, they be thundering
Ways and customs donand't make any sense
They be givin me stress and they test my maintenance
Use the sand and the ummah as my sustenance
No, this style will never lack, melaninand's my evidence
Mr. man:
In order to effective, with your words you must be selective
Cause showin and provin is the prime directive
Movin those who are outdated with vernaculated thought, so
Every time i take a turn mcand's take a loss
My point across, i gotta get to where i want to be
As the wickedest public speaker since and'73
Or and'74, which was the year i first touched ground
As the physical manifestation of sight and sound
So gather and'round, to hear the profound brown vomiter
Absorb the sonic energy manifestin through your monitor
The livin proof, i make the truth sound clear
Mr. man, in nine ether represent right here, check it out
Chorus (2x):
Kweli
This once in a lifetime like a halleyand's comet
Yo, we bring it to medina like the prophet mohammed
Mos def and mr man:
Peace be upon he, and, we mcand's
Speak the fortified live exhibit level degree
Kweli:
Yo, whatand's wrong with this picture? (picture) donand't it seem bugged
Mcand's is high on they supply, sounds like they takin drugs
Yand'all trippin like mescalin and killin the feeling like penicillin
Switchinand' to lionel richand' and dancin on the ceilin
Go ahead and be a heroin(e), your own mind
Fuck your internet, coke is it when you on line
Smokin dirty weed, ignorin the medicinal herbals
So we in your ass like you was richard gere and we was gerbils
You get stepped on like crack vials by ghetto children, plus
Swept under the rug, we turnin niggas into dust
You done came out of the earth (earth), what your life worth?
When you get left with what you had on the day of your birth
Mr. man:
Ha...yo, itand's the super scientifical, high-powered prolifical
Lyrically a miracle, mentally iand'm physical
Massively encryptical, verbally invincible
These kids wanna battle but the materialand's pitiful
The only original, wicked individual
Whenever i rhyme, i break it down into syllables
Simply because itand's coming straight out of brooklyn
It sounds so out of sight i got the blind people lookin
Itand's mr. man the act, boy what? you get stolen
Iand'll cut your ass in half and leave you with a semicolon
Kweli:
We cold-crushin mcand's thatand's gold-rushin for the cheese
They see a flash in the pan waitin for royalties
Mos def:
But kings and queens get overthrown when they grab the microphone
Shootin videos in homes that they know theyand'll never own
I guess they cannot work alone, they forever with crew
L sparking, steady barking bout the wildness they do
Posin in photographs shot at complimentary angles
Be playin mr. tuffy when they feminine like bangles
Practices is fraudulent, fallacies record to tape
Step in my zone, your spotand'll get blown like watergate
Mr. man:
Wait, my blastin rate is past a state of rappers who procrastinate
Mr. man is great, so every time i rhyme, i fascinate
Masses hate to have to wait for me to unload
So i flip into my mode of rhyme, long like a road
See, i drop the greats like clumsy waiters drop plates
I got rhymes by the crates to erase the duplicates
Cause, i blow wack rappers out like afros
My shit is so phat it be stretchin my asshole
But huh, thatand's not the point because iand'm better than most
I make mcand's wonder like bread but then, bread gets toast
Itand's like that, mr. man, mos def, and kweli
Represent for every single real mc, you donand't stop
(yo, yo, yo, this is the mighty mos def)
Chorus (2x)
