Текст песни:

La La La [humming...]

People climbed into the night like space suits
People stepped into the night like moon boots
Marching like moon troops
In their zoot colored zoot suits

People climbed into the night like cool wells
Shiney bottles in their hands
Drinking their new selves
They say it′s their true selves

People climbed up in the night like green trees
They were hanging from the night like green leaves
Buzzing like queen bees

People climbed into the night like space suits
People stomped inside the night
Stomping and stomping and stomping and stomping and stomping

Where are they going?
What′s the rush?
Everybody in the place was so out of touch
Hey

Night-time is when the things get heavy
You feel alone and you want somebody
Loneliness whispers desperate measures
And your frantic all by yourself

Night-time is when the things get heavy
You feel alone and you want somebody
Loneliness whispers desperate measures
Baby don′t make no fast moves
Baby don′t make no fast moves
Baby don′t make no fast moves
Baby don′t make no fast moves- Tonight

La La La [humming...]

People stomped inside the night
Let me climb into the night...
Let me climb...
[vamp to fade]

@ Mos Def

Текст песни:

[Mos Def]
Back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up back up back up back up EASE off
This goes out to all area crew (yes yes)
To my BK crew (ooh-OOOOOOOH-WHEEE) to my QB crew
My LI crew, my Shaolin crew
My Dirty South crew
(What cha′ll niggaz about the Dirty South?)
Atlanta, North Cakalak′
For all my fam, all area crew (AO WWWWWWWWW)
Yeah mon!!

Yes, the first cut should be the deepest
to penetrate beyond the muscle wall′s inner regions
First you was icin me, connect with the starin at the speakers
Heard the rhyme, head high, what ya starin at ya sneakers
You shy now, got a lot of things on your mind now
You don′t feel fly now, you huntin the exit sign down
Fuck what you heard, cause I snatch the grapevine down (yea yeah)
Don′t understand how I ran the line down, rewind now

[Busta Rhymes]
YO!! We be the most magnetic, so athletic
Leave your peeps on the side so they can watch you and your mans get it
Take the arch rivalry stance up on the podium
And give the flavor to niggaz but keep it low on sodium
Posess shit that got you wonderin how we holdin em
Things that′ll lay you out like a piece of linoleum
Bring who-ever you want, we bout to bug son and bounce
down to Henry Hudson, after I bust one!

[BR] Yo Mos Def!
[MD] Alright okay
[BR] How you feel?
[MD] Feelin great
[BR] Whatcha want?
[MD] I wan′ do it to death, whassup wit you?
[BR] You know my steez
[MD] True indeed
[BR] Say it loud
[MD] Black and proud
Ain′t no time to hesitate at the gate
Do it now!
Bus-a-Bus
[BR] What-a-gwan?
[MD] How you feel?
[BR] Feelin GREAT!
[MD] Whatchu want?
[BR] I wanna do it to death, whattup wit you?
[MD] You know my steez
[BR] True indeed
[MD] Say it loud
[BR] Black and proud
[MD] Ain′t no time to hesitate at the gate
Do it now!

[Mos Def]
Hay dios mio, me and Bustarimo ??
The hottest negroes en Los Estados Unidos
Hotter than Reno when discovered by Bugsy Siegal
I′m black like Don Cheadle shoutin power to the people
My rhymes dipping like the lifeline on the e-boat
The raw sugar cane, NutraSweet, never Equal
If you in a Benzito or your mother′s Buick Regal
I get up like Chino shoutin power to the people!!

[Busta Rhymes]
Yo, me and the Mighty Mos shine like a light post
Live nigga shit be straight FUCKIN UP THE WHITE FOLKS
That′s why they with it now, because niggaz like me and you
we did it now, brought it to that level so they GET IT NOW
We graduated saturated the game now
Infatuated with the fame now let me explain how
we doin this, at any time or any place ready willin and able
let′s get the dough secure the FOOD ON THE TABLE

[BR] Ay Mos Def
[MD] Oh my God..
[BR] How you feel?
[MD] I′m feelin great
[BR] Whatcha want?
[MD] Wanna do it to death, whassup wit you?
[BR] You know my steez
[MD] True indeed
[BR] Say it loud
[MD] Black and proud
Ain′t no time to hesitate at the gate
Do it now!
Bus-a-Bus
[BR] Rhymes Galore!
[MD] What the deal?
[BR] Feelin GREAT!
[MD] Whatchu want?
[BR] Wanna do it to death, WHATTUP wit you?!
[MD] You know my steez
[BR] True indeed
[MD] Say it loud
[BR] Black and proud
[MD] Ain′t no time to hesitate at the gate
Do it now!

[Mos Def]
From East West North and South I got joints for all of those
Heavy aquatic water flows keep them on they toes
Tell them thugs that wanna be CEO′s to be derobed
′Fore I wear your little dumb ass out like Easter clothes!

[Busta Rhymes]
Yo, yo-yo yo-yo
It′s like a freak show, soon as my heat blow
Sometime I speak slow so people understand my street flow
And while we keep it hot, we got the most shine up in
this WHOLE SHIT, me and Mos spit and blow the show quick

[Mos Def]
WATCH OWT! Your pussy sound get bucked Souf
Mos ′n Bussa Rhymes too bad man-a-shutout
WATCH OWT! Give a damn whut fancy car ya hop owt
Shut down your game like da NBA lockout

[Busta Rhymes]
Ya betta WATCH OWT! I′m bout to black on niggaz
like I′m blowin on a sax, blowin my gats on niggaz
Blowin my raps on niggaz - now let me mash out
We fatter than the biggest ass chicks pokin they ass out!

[BR] Hey Mos Def
[MD] Magnetism
[BR] How you feel?
[MD] Feelin great!
[BR] Whatcha want?
[MD] I wan′ do it to death, whassup wit you?
[BR] You know my steez
[MD] True indeed
[BR] Say it loud
[MD] Black and proud
Ain′t no time to hesitate at the gate
Do it now!
Bus-a-Bus
[BR] Woo-HAH!
[MD] How you feel?!
[BR] Feelin GREAT!
[MD] Whatchu want?
[BR] I wanna do it to death, WHATTUP wit you?!
[MD] You know my steez!
[BR] True indeed
[MD] Say it LOUD!
[BR] Black and proud!
[MD] Ain′t no time to hesitate at the gate
Do it now!

[Mos Def]
What what, we got to do it, do it
We got to do it, do it, make me do it, do it
What.. wha-what-what, we got to do it, do it
Make me do it, do it
Do it do it do it now!
What what, we got to do it, do it
Do we do it, do it, do it, ah do it now!
What what, we got to do it, do it
Got to do it, do it
Do it now! AO WWWWWWWWWWWW

@ Mos Def

Текст песни:

Bismillah ir Rahman ir Raheem

If you can hear me ladies and gentlemen
then I′m very happy that you came here..

Ooh-ooooooooooohhhh, ooh-ooooooooooooooohh-WHEEEEE!!!
That was for Brooklyn..
Ha ha, we get it everytime
You got me on? Ohh
Shout out to all of my crew, East-West, North-South
All the continent, Europe, all abroad international
Bring it in, bring it in, bring it in, bring it in
It′s a lot of things goin on y′all
21st century is comin
20th century almost done
A lot of things have changed
A lot of things have not, mainly us
We gon′ get it together right? I believe that
Listen.. people be askin me all the time,
"Yo Mos, what′s gettin ready to happen with Hip-Hop?"
(Where do you think Hip-Hop is goin?)
I tell em, "You know what′s gonna happen with Hip-Hop?
Whatever′s happening with us"
If we smoked out, Hip-Hop is gonna be smoked out
If we doin alright, Hip-Hop is gonna be doin alright
People talk about Hip-Hop like it′s some giant livin in the hillside
comin down to visit the townspeople
We (are) Hip-Hop
Me, you, everybody, we are Hip-Hop
So Hip-Hop is goin where we goin
So the next time you ask yourself where Hip-Hop is goin
ask yourself.. where am I goin? How am I doin?
Til you get a clear idea
So.. if Hip-Hop is about the people
and the.. Hip-Hop won′t get better until the people get better
then how do people get better? (Hmmmm...)
Well, from my understanding people get better
when they start to understand that, they are valuable
And they not valuable because they got a whole lot of money
or cause somebody, think they sexy
but they valuable caause they been created by God
And God, makes you valuable
And whether or not you, recognize that value is one thing
You got a lot of socities and governments
tryin to be God, wishin that they were God
They wanna create satellites and cameras everywhere
and make you think they got the all-seein eye
Eh.. I guess The Last Poets wasn′t, too far off
when they said that certain people got a God Complex
I believe it′s true
I don′t get phased out by none of that, none of that
helicopters, the TV screens, the newscasters, the..
satellite dishes.. they just, wishin
They can′t really never do that
When they tell me to fear they law
When they tell me to try to
have some fear in my heart behind the things that they do
This is what I think in my mind
And this is what I say to them
And this is what I′m sayin, to you check it

All over the world hearts pound with the rhythm
Fear not of men because men must die
Mind over matter and soul before flesh
Angels for the pain keep a record in time
which is passin and runnin like a caravan freighter
The world is overrun with the wealthy and the wicked
But God is sufficient in disposin of affairs
Gunmen and stockholders try to merit my fear
But God is sufficient over plans they prepared
Mos Def in the flesh, where you at, right here
on this place called Earth, holdin down my square
Bout to do it for y′all, and y′all at the fair
So just bounce, come on bounce
B-b-bounce b-bounce b-bounce-bounce
And just..
.. just step two three
Just step two three and
step two..
two three and..
One two three and four
One two three and four
Once again
All over the world hearts pound with the rhythm
Fear not of men because men must die
Mind over matter and soul before flesh
Angels for the pain keep a record in time
which is passin and runnin like a caravan freighter
The world is overrun with the wealthy and the wicked
But God is sufficient in disposin of affairs
Gunmen and stockholders try to merit your fear
But God is sufficient over plans they prepared
Mos Def in the flesh, where you at, right here
on this place called Earth, holdin down my square
Bout to represent in your whole atmosphere
Bout to represent in your whole atmosphere
to your atmosphere, to your atmosphere
Oh-ooooooohhhhhhhhhh!
That was for you - and Brooklyn too!

@ Mos Def

Текст песни:

Some cats really like to, you know...
Profile and front.
And then the jooks go down, all at once they like...

Don′t get mad
Don′t get mad
Don′t g-g-g-g-g-get mad (repeat 3x)

You′re out on the block hustling at the spot...
GOT, this is how you get Got...
At the gamblin′ spot and your hand is mad hot...
GOT, this is how you get Got...
Out in Brooklyn late night flashing all of your rocks...
GOT, this is how you get Got...
Some girl from pink house said "I like you a lot"...
GOT, this is how you get Got...

This one goes to all them Big Will cats
With ice on they limbs and big rims on they Ac
You goin′ around town with your system bump
And your windows cracked low to profile and front
Now I like to have nice things just like you
But I′m from Brooklyn, certain shit you just don′t do
Like, high postin′ when you far from home
Or like, high postin′ when you all alone
Now, this would seem to be clear common sense
But, cats be livin′ off, sheer confidence
Like "Fuck that, picture them tellin′ me run that"
But acting invincible, just ain′t sensible
It′s nineteen ninety-now, and there′s certain individuals
Swear they rollin′ hard and get robbed on principle
5 star general, flashin′ on your revenue
You takin′ a ride on the Downstate medical, Like (whooooooo)
Colorful sparks, yellow and blue
A full on attack and it′s happening to you
Wit′ nothing you can do but bust back and cop a plea
But five of them and one of you, that equals Got to me...

Don′t get mad
Don′t get mad
Don′t g-g-g-g-g-get mad (repeat 3x)

Come on ya′ll now, let′s be real
Some jokers got a rough time keepin′ it concealed
I wonder what it mean, it′s probably self-esteem
They fiendin to be seen, get hemmed like Gaberdeens
Cats think it can′t happen until the gats start clappin
They comin′ down the wire spittin fire like a dragon
Cause while the goods glisten, certain eyes take position
To observe your trick, and then catch that ass slippin′
Like, come on now ock, what you expect?
Got a month′s paycheck danglin′ off your neck
And while you Cristal sippin′, they rubbin′ up they mittens
With heat in mint condition to start the getti-gettin′
They clique starts creepin′ like Sandinistin guerrillas
You screamin′ playa haters, these niggas is playa killers
Mr. Fash-ion, that style never last long
The harder you flash, the harder you get flashed on
There′s hunger in the street that is hard to defeat
Many steal for sport, but more steal to eat
Cat′s heavy at the weigh-in, and he′s playin′ for keeps
Don′t sleep, they′ll roll up in your passengers seat
There is universal law, whether rich or poor
Some say life′s a game, to more, life is war
So put them egos to the side and get off them head-trips
′Fore some cats pull out them heaters and make you head-less...

Don′t get mad
Don′t get mad
Don′t g-g-g-g-g-get mad (repeat 3x)

@ Mos Def

Текст песни:

(Chorus)

We all got to have, a place where we come from
This place that we come from is called home
We set out on our travels, we do the best we can
We travel this big earth as we roam

We all got to have, a place where we come from
This place that we come from is called home
And even though we may love, this place on the map
Said it ain′t where ya from, it′s where ya at

(verse one)
I come up in the street around some real wild brothers
With more than one name and more than one baby mother
More than one chase, been on more than one run
Got more than one enemy and more than one gun
*Speaks foreign language*
While these cats that′s less privileged is just more raw
Less space cause the projects laced with more flaws
Less sleep cause the nights ain′t peace, it′s more war
The can is raw like thirsty, rainy season thunder claps
On the block with your old pop pleading number act
To the spot with the red top fiends is huddled at
To the crib where the little kids spend their summers trapped
With the jungle cats, lions and tigers, leopards and cheetahs
For gazelle you get chased like a zebra, they blaze cheeba-cheeba
And dominate the weaker on the street
Hungry bellies only love what they eat and it′s hard to compete
When they smile with your heart in they teeth
And the odds is stacked high beyond and beneath
Son i been plenty places in my life and time
And regardless where home is, son home is mine

(chorus)

Some people live out in-New York City
Some people live out in-Atlanta
Some people got to live-Chicago
Some people do live-Miami
All my people at-California
And other people got to live-London
And everybody got to live in the whole big world
Together just you and me

(verse two)
When i think of home, my remembrance of my beginning
Laundromat helping ma dukes fold the bed linen
Chillin in front my building with my brother and them
Spending nights in Bushwick with my cousins and them
Wise town and Beat Street, federal relief
Slowly melting in the morning grits we used to eat
Sticking to your teeth and teeth is hard to keep
With every flavor Now & Later only a dime apiece
Old timers on the bench playing cards and thangs
Telling tales about they used to be involved in things
Start to drinking, talking loud, cussing up and showing out
On the phone, call the cops, pick′em up, move′em out
And it′s all too common to start wildin
I′m a pirate on an island seeking treasure known as silence
And it′s hard to find
Block parties in dark lobbies
Funeral homes packed but only dark bodies
I can′t sleep hardly, stirred up like Bob Marley
Marley Marl played the symphony, remember we recall
Son i been to many places in my space and time
and whatever my home is, son home is mine.

(chorus)

@ Mos Def

Текст песни:

You say one for the trebble, two for the time
Come on y′all let′s rock this!
You say one for the trebble, two for the time
Come on!

Speech is my hammer, bang the world into shape
Now let it fall... (Hungh!!)
My restlessness is my nemesis
It′s hard to really chill and sit still
Committed to page, I write rhymes
Sometimes won′t finish for days
Scrutinize my literature, from the large to the miniature
I mathematically add-minister
Subtract the wack
Selector, wheel it back, I′m feeling that
(Ha ha ha) From the core to the perimeter black,
You know the motto
Stay fluid even in staccato
(Mos Def) Full blooded, full throttle
Breathe deep inside the trunk hollow
There′s the hum, young man where you from
Brooklyn number one
Native son, speaking in the native tongue
I got my eyes on tomorrow (there it is)
While you still try to follow where it is
I′m on the Ave where it lives and dies
Violently, silently
Shine so vibrantly that eyes squint to catch a glimpse
Embrace the bass with my dark ink fingertips
Used to speak the king′s English
But caught a rash on my lips
So now my chat just like dis
Long range from the base-line (switch)
Move like an apparition
Float to the ground with ammuntion (chi-chi-chi-POW)
Move from the gate, voice cued on your tape
Putting food on your plate
Many crews can relate
Who choosing your fate (yo)
We went from picking cotton
To chain gang line chopping
To Be-Bopping
To Hip-Hopping
Blues people got the blue chip stock option
Invisible man, got the whole world watching
(where ya at) I′m high, low, east, west,
All over your map
I′m getting big props, with this thing called hip hop
Where you can either get paid or get shot
When your product in stock
The fair-weather friends flock
When your chart position drop
Then the phone calls....
Chill for a minute
Let′s see whoelse tops
Snatch your shelf spot
Don′t gas yourself ock
The industry just a better built cell block
A long way from the shell tops
And the bells that L rocked (rock, rock, rock, rock...)

*scratching*

Hip Hop is prosecution evidence
The out of court settlement
Ad space for liquor
Sick without benefits (hungh!)
Luxury tenements choking the skyline
It′s low life getting tree-top high
Here there′s a back water remedy
Bitter intent to memory
A class E felony
Facing the death penalty (hungh!)
Stimulant and sedative, original repetitive
Violently competitive, a school unacredited
The break beats you get broken with
on time and inappropriate
Hip Hop went from selling crack to smoking it
Medicine for loneliness
Remind me of Thelonius and Dizzy
Propers to B-Boys getting busy
The war-time snap shot
The working man′s jack-pot
A two dollar snack box
Sold beneath the crack spot
Olympic spnosor of the black glock
Gold medalist in the back shot
From the sovereign state of the have-nots
Where farmers have trouble with cash crops (woooo)
It′s all city like phase two
Hip Hop will simply amaze you
Craze you, pay you
Do whatever you say do
But black, it can′t save you

@ Mos Def

Текст песни:

[Mos Def]
Hey, hey, heyyy man
I Strike the Empire Back..
I Strike the Empire Back..
Fuck the Empire!!
High flyin like the Millenium Falcon, piloted by Han Solo
I never roll for dolo, frontin on me′s a no-no
Understand? Doin this for my family
Ha ha, check it out y′all

Yo I′m tryin to make a dollar out of what makes sense
Add it up, told my daddy I′d be a rich man
You never know when your fate gon′ switch hand
Get today′s solid ground out of yesterday′s quicksand
I was a young boy -- who dreamt about being a big man
on small looseleaf sheets I sketched a big plan
Gotta handle business properly, boost up my economy
Store it up and get my mom some waterfront property
Yesterday was not for me but nowaday it′s time for me
The streets is watchin me, I watch back, that′s the policy
Movin along my oddesey like blood through the artery
Navigate the treacherous and make it seem effortless
Let those who make the exodus seekin the North beacon
from beatin and hog-eatin, from punishment all season
from hands cracked and bleedin -- cotton thorns in your palms
It′s for y′all that I sketch these songs, and it goes..
Yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow
I fear no man, because faith is the aarow
My vocal chord travel worldwide to block narrow
We can blow with the ammo or go mano-a-mano
Kweli is you wit me? (Whattup whattup?) Let′s make it happen
I *BURN* through your argument with action
My eyes stay fastened to tomorrow lookin for a brighter day
When y′all wanna leave y′all? Right away

Shout it out from East-West (from South to Northern)
From Cakalak′ (to California)
From the coldest (to the warmest)
To the borders (′cross the waters) understand..
".. and know that I love you.."
We got love in the place
Shout out to all the Queens (all the Seeds)
To all the teams (that′s gettin cream)
From outlaw (to emcee′s)
Make it happen (do your thing) understand..
".. and know that I love you.."
Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen

[Talib Kweli]
Guess who? The illest MC in the atmosphere, yeah the Soul Controller
who roam the frontier like a Buffalo Soldier
I follow the code of honor like a real man gonna
Never disrespect no women cause I love my momma
These cats be givin us praise but it ain′t that accurate
I give it up to God, all that, love and attachment, get
scary well-prepared with the shears when it get hairy
like how these niggaz is lookin like some fairies
and singin like canaries to the beast
and anybody who will listen to em clearly
Y′all don′t hear me though, even when I′m comin through in stereo
You make a mockery of what I represent properly
Yo why you startin me? I take that shit straight to the artery
Intellectual property I got the title and the deed
I pay for rent, with the tears and sweat, and what I bleed
MC′s imitate the way we walk, the way we talk
You cats spit lyrical pork with no spiritual thought
Plus your flow a little bit off, you come across soft
Back in the days, niggaz like that on stage got tossed off
Need to get crossed off the guestlist
It′s like you gotta be disrespected and thrown out the exit
to get the message
Sometimes your sunshine get snatched like a necklace
when you get too drunk on power and your drive get reckless
Check it, MC′s in my face after I slug you then I hug you
If I gotta dead you know it′s only cause I love you

[Mos Def]
Shout it out from East-West (from South to Northern)
From the richest (to the poorest)
To the elders (in the coffins)
Livin native (dyin for it) understand..
".. and know that I love you.."
Yea, yea, we got love in the place
Shout out from up top (to the middle)
To black bottom (SKY HIGH)
Whether you colder than December
or hotter, than July
It don′t stop ′til we complete this
(".. and know that I love you..") keep this fly
It′s so much to life when you just
stay black (10X)
My people, my people, my people people p-people (8X)
My PE-ople, oh-oh-OH-oh-OHH, oh-OHH...

@ Mos Def

Текст песни:

[Mos Def]
They say the goodness in life belongs to those who believe
So, I believe...YES!

[Chorus] 2x
I start to think, and then I sink
Into the paper, like I was ink
When I′m writing I′m trapped in between the line
I escape when I finish the rhyme (aiyyo)

My pops said he was in love when he made me
Thought about it for a second, wasn′t hard to see
I could hear he was sincere, was a game of promotion
The entire affair′s probably charged wit emotion
But love call your heart, I guess you got to persue
12-11-73 my life is testament
Praise the beneficent, element that rest
Devoid in the form that make love manifest
I spent my early years in Roosevelt Project
It was a bright valley wit some dark prospects
In ′83, Venny C was the host wit the most
I listened to the Rap Attack and held the radio close
I listened to the Rap Attack and held the radio close
This is far before the days of high glamour and pose
Aiyyo power from the street light made the place dark
I know a few understand what I′m talkin about
It was love for the thing that made me wanna stay out
It was love for the thing that made me stay in the house
Spendin time, writin rhymes
Tryin to find words that describe the vibe
That′s inside the space
When you close yo′ eyes and screw yo′ face
Is this the pain of too much tenderness
To make me nod my head in reverence
Should I visit this place and remember it?
To build landmarks here as evidence
Night time, spirit shook my temperment
To write rhymes that portray this sentiment
We live the now for the promise of the infinite
We live the now for the promise of the inifinite
And we believe in the promise (love, love *repeated*)
Yes yes y′all and we don′t stop because

Chorus

I got love, L-O-V-E and I be
Love, L-O-V-E to MC
Get love, L-O-V-E and I be
Love, L-O-V-E I MC
Get love, L-O-V-E and I be
Love, L-O-V-E to MC
Get love, L-O-V-E and I be
The M-O-S-D-E-F-initely

Check it out y′all, feel me out y′all
Feel me out y′all, hear my out y′all
Check me, out y′all
Feel me out y′all, check it out y′all
Now hear out (bounce) y′all
Check me out y′all, feel me out y′all
Check me out y′all, feel me out y′all
Feel me out y′all (hear me bounce y′all)
Check me out y′all, check it out y′all

My folks said they was in love when they had me
I take they love they made me wit to make rhymes and beats
(Can you feel?) The raw deal, it′s all wheel-driven
Contemplate the essence of beats, rhymes and living
Speech in line wit the rhythm, designed wit the rhythm
Ears and eyes keepin good time wit the rhythm
I shine wit the rhythm, the Black Star Gallactica
Big number fleetin, we ancient like the Abbacca′s
After us, I see most proceed to be trees
Sproutin leaves, given breeze to the we who believe
I MC, which means I Must Cultivate the earth
Back straight backs, hard beats and hard work
I be the funky drummer to soften the hard earth
(Amin) Pray Allah keep my soul and heart clean
(Amin) Pray the same thing again for all my team
This go out to Fort Greene and on out to Queens
Uptown to Boogie Down, yo just look around
AND SHOOK UP THE WORLD!, like Ali in 6-3 (right)
I′m reachin the height that you said cannot be
I′m bringin the light but you said we can′t see
Saw the new day commin, and it look just like me
Some burst through the clouds, my photo ID
I bring light to your day and raise yo′ degree
The Universal Magnetic, you must respect it
From end to beginning, ? true and livin
EVERY CHANGING, it was a state of magnificent
Building it now for the promise of the infinite
Building it now for the promise of the inifinite because

Chorus

I got love, L-O-V-E and I be
Love, L-O-V-E to MC
Get love, L-O-V-E and I be
Love, L-O-V-E to MC
Get love, L-O-V-E and I be
Love, L-O-V-E to MC
Get love, L-O-V-E and I be
The M-O-S-D-E-F-initely

@ Mos Def

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[Mos Def]
I get a feeling theres gonna be a riot

I don’t read the newspaper is because they all have…ugly prints

Bring it ON!
Bring it ON!
Bring it on cuz therez gon be shit tonight!

[DJ Shadow]
At the starting of the week
At summit talks you′ll hear them speak
It′s only Monday
Negotiations breaking down
See those leaders start to frown
It′s sword and gun day

Tomorrow never comes until it′s too late

(Come come come come come with it)(x2)

You could be sitting taking lunch
The news will hit you like a punch
It′s only Tuesday(What time is it?)
You never thought we′d go to war
After all the things we saw
It′s April Fools′ day(What time is it?)

Tomorrow never comes until it′s too late
Tomorrow never comes until it′s too late

[Mos Def]
Tomorrow is another day
Today is another boom
Tomorrow is another day
Today is another…boom
Tomorrow is another day
Today is another boom
Tomorrow is another day
Today is another
(boom boom ba ba ba ba boom ba ba ba ba boom ba ba ba ba ba)(x4)

(Slow it down….)
SHOT!
Escalation
Never Station
Generation
Separation
Situation
Dissipation
Shot!
Another shot another shot the tender is to(?)
The heart is cold the gun is hot(Shot)
Im not sure if they feeling that
Im not sure if they wanna stop
The gun is cold the blood is hot(Shot)
(Sha Sha Sha Sha Sha Sha Shot)
The hearts are weak the guns are not

[DJ Shadow]
You hear a whistling overhead
Are you alive or are you dead?
It′s only Thursday(What time is it?)
You feel the shaking on the ground
A million candles burn around
Is it your birthday?(What time is it?)

Tomorrow never comes until it′s too late(Get tomorr’ on the phone…Tryna be smart…Get tomorr’ on the
phone)
Tomorrow never comes until it′s too late(I need to see tomorr’…Tryna reach tomorr’)
Think tomorrows come I think it′s too late

[Mos Def]
ANOTHER DAY!!!!!!!

Till the end
boom boom ba ba ba ba boom ba ba ba ba boom ba ba ba ba ba

(Tomorrow is another day)(x2)

Bring it ON!
Bring it ON!
Bring it on cuz theres gon be shit tonight!

@ Mos Def