To all my in the back jam on it To all my in the front jam on it To all my people on the jam on it So jam on it, say
The sweet old beats my radiates I grab the mic my resulates and penetrates I make the B boy A buck-fifty still like a heavyweight
Me and the lounge to levitate You believe, let me demonstrate The way we make disintegrate
Well hold up you got to stop the You got to prove you can the bricks Me and my man to investigate The whole way that you operate,
And what's your (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 ripping me? Trying to prove you to me? (Some cats equiped to MC) But you can see I'm G
The magnificently I the party efficiently the Brooklyn but centered to And I do it so
That you got to it to me Like Rick James, I kick game and flame rappers all up out their frame We get into this
From all the way down to Brisbean (Damn this flow is insane) That's what I've trying to explain Got no time to games
Keep it coming like the train Make the people exclaim they hear my name go Mos Def
Oh, yes my style is so to win any MC contest Old school the eighty-four fresh dress You spend you to get my cassette
Now that's fresh, the red address a cop jealous swell like abscess I'm shoutin' bigs up to and the rest 'Bout to drop it on your block a high on the
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 skinned body-rocking MC I got the black zodiac and you it's never whack definitley
You see it's me and lyricist and getting serious About to another hit I tell your homeboy chill 'cuz his Ain't ill but it's up counterfeit
You see I'm fast or bent or Then bullet and I'm on the set All the hip-hop just raise they hands Because the one and mighty Mos Def
You see I into the party in a B-boy stance I rock the mic so So all the real and real B-girls Ever others better than me
I said hey Mos Def you can't the show You ain't the only MC out here with I'm the Pro-Castro and I'm letting you 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 off your case You best get out my face and stay in a place
See I get on the mic I know I can And I'm than you because I know I am So when I jump on the stage you step back Because name is Mos Def but your really Mos Whack
Uh listen up little brother you ain't The sun is going down, you need to take you home And come outside with your whack You should have kept it in the house like Galler
I grab the microphone, people scream my name This ain't no Sesame Street, is a grown man's lane See you best my words and listen up Or I'm a tell your momma to whip your
you ain't my daddy and I'm letting you know That you can't tell me when it's to go See I get on the mic and show you what about 'Cuz even my momma knock you out
if you didn't know baby boy I'ma tell ya You to learn to respect your elders But since you here and you think you got get on the mic and show you're real
Well I'm the devastatin' fakin' Always keep your shakin' Steady never stoppin' Keep your always jockin'
the beat, shock the beat Till it's to stop the beat Steady moving improvement the party keep on groovin'
Well hey young blood, that was You just got one on your MC test You got a soul-shocking set you see You need to pack up your bags and get with me
So jam on it, so jam on it I said jam j-jam on it I said rocking to the bright early morning I said jam j-jam on it
is the one to keep inside the jam And you get up and just do that dance This is the one to inside the jam And make you get up and just 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 just to make you jam on it you jam on it, make you jam on it