I don't hate players, I don't love the game
I'm the shot clock, way above the game
To be point blank with you,
motherfuck the game
I got all this work on me, I ain't come for play
You can show the little shorties
how you pump and fake
But dog, not to Def, I'm not impressed
I'm not amused, I'm not confused,
I'm not the dude
Grown man business, I am not in school
Put your hand down youngin',
this is not for you
On my J.O. with beats by Kan-ye yo
My name on the marquee,
your name off the payroll
Style fresh like I'm still a day old
And it's been like that since the day 0
On more time than a Rol ey or Seiko
Step on deck, your neck do what I say so
Get up or get out, get down or lay low
Check it out
Slim nigga that casts a big shadow
Cherokee red to shoot the long arrow
Got more skill, more aim, and more ammo
You can get it all from a big or small barrel
Like, hail Mary, full of grace
Niggas come in and shoot up the place
And make you pull up your face
The deck, I'm a pull out the ace
From the jungles of the Empire State
Where it ain't no escape, 247, 718
And that's like every night, every day
From the place that I settle and stay
To the states, I'm collecting my pay
Blast off then I'm back to the K
Hold it down so my family straight
Represent in a family way
Pro ball not for amateur play
Been raw since the amateur stage
Before the press had the cameras raised
Like a long time man of the way
You understanding me straight
Yes, yes, no doubt, excellence
Its what it is, what it is
And that's what it is, you see?
Ha, Fire
'Cause it is deeper, sweeter, richer, crisper
Stronger reception and sharper picture
Revolve around God,
and involve with niggas
These elements I perform my scripture
And make Mos Def a classic modern figure
Brooklyn it don't matter
if you holler or whisper
Your coming through clan,
'cause I'm right here with ya
Ain't gotta edit the slang, I got it, I'll get ya
Yo, brothers and sisters,
fathers and mothers
The lovers, the leavers, the doubters,
Believers, the stayers, the quitters,
The bitches, the niggas
Rebel guerrillas the ghetto civilians
Y'all 'goin feel it from the first to the millionth
It's extra ordinary and plain
I walk a thousand paces of light
ahead of the game
By the time you get where I'm standing,
I'll be gone
Y'all make moves, but y'all just move on
I move in, and y'all must move on
'Cause I move to strong
And I know what my feet move for
Made it go without a brand new car
I was fresh without a brand new song
And give a fuck
about what brand you are
I'm concerned what type of man you are
What your principles and standards are
You understand me y'all
Be good to your family y'all
No matter where your families are
'Cause everybody needs family y'all
Raise a hand, you understand me y'all
Everybody needs family y'all
Be good to your families dog
Understand,
no matter where your families are
Everybody needs family dog
Raise a hand, you understand me pa
That's what it is, that's my man
Family and my family Pencil Pete
My man too,
all our loved ones behind the walls
All of those who still in the struggle
Masada Malia,
Son Dial la,
