"Uh, it's me (who?) Mos, the most beautiful, plain and unusual
Black Star rockin' with that hot shit you're moving to
Massively musical, that creeps into your tuner too
The top of the dial shit, that you don't know my style shit
It's what them Brooklyn niggaz stay on foul wit'
No matter what the scene or surroundin'
Yo, whether I'm on the grind or loungin'
I'm live in any state I'm found in,
Myself and all the niggaz that I'm down wit'
This announcement gon' keep the ghetto bouncin'
Where people find pleasure in measurements and ounces
Midwest, big stress in small houses
Down South slangin the twang that it's pronounced in,
East on that foul shit, West, they straight clownin'
Black Star got the shit they all get down wit'
Don't tell me I'm new on the scene when I been around it
(Mos Def) Well respsected on your block, I am
the mojo worker with the hottest hand,
I keep it cookin' like pots and pans,
I know that haters got they plots and scams
But they simply can't stop my clan
It's mighty Mos and super Kwa, my man
Black Star, my fam."
wow.
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