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Auditorium- Mos Def ft. Lambah (Remix)
- [Verse 1 Mos Def]
- The way I feel sometimes its too hard to sit still
- Things are so passionate times are so real
- Sometimes I try an chill mellow down blowin smoke
- Smile on my face but its really no joke
- You feel it in the streets people breathe without hope
- They goin through the motion, they dimmin down they focus
- The focus gettin clear and the light turn sharp
- And the eyes go teary, the mind grow weary
- I speak it so clearly sometimes ya don't hear me
- I push it past the bass no nations gotta feel me
- I feel it in my bones, black, I'm so wide awake
- That I hardly ever sleep, my flows forever deep
- And its volumes or scriptures when I breath on a beat
- My presence speak volumes before I say a word
- I'm every where penthouse pavement and curb
- Cradle to the grave tall lead you onna shell
- Universal ghetto life holla black you know it well
- Quiet storm vital form pen pushed it right across
- Mind is a vital force, high level right across
- Shoulders the lions raw voice is the siren
- I swing round ring out and bring down the tyrant
- Shocked a small act could knock a giant lopsided
- The world is so dangerous there's no need for fightin
- Suttins tryna hide like the struggle wont find em
- And the sun bust through the clouds to clearly remind him
- Everywhere penthouse pavement and curb
- Cradle to the grave talk'll lead you on a shell
- Universal ghetto life holla black you know it well
- [Hook]
- What it is
- You know they know
- What it is
- We know yall know
- What is is
- Ecstatic there it is
- Huh
- [2X]
- What it is
- You know we know
- What it is
- They know yall know
- What it is
- You don't know? here it is
- [2X]
- [Verse 2 Slick Rick]
- (and always on time and rockin ya mind)
- Sit and come relax riddle off the mac, its the patch
- Imma soldier in the middle of Iraq
- Well say about noonish commin out the whip
- And lookin at me curious, a young Iraqi kid (awww)
- Carrying laundry, whats wrong G? hungry?
- No, gimme oil or get fuck out my country
- And in Arabian barkin other stuff
- Till his moms come grab him and they walk off in a rush
- I'm like surely hope that we can fix our differences soon (bye!)
- White apples I'm breakin on
- You take everything why not just take the damn food like
- I don't understand it, on another planet?
- 51 of this stuff how I'm gunna manage?
- And increasing the sentiment gentlemen
- Gettin down on that middle eastern instruments
- Realized trappin is crap
- Walk over kicked one of my fabulous raps (la dee da dee)
- Arab (??)they well wished they glad wrapped
- Now the kid considered like an Elvis of Baghdad
- [Hook]
- What it is
- You know they know
- What it is
- We know yall know
- What is is
- Ecstatic there it is
- Huh
- [2X]
- What it is
- You know we know
- What it is
- They know yall know
- What it is
- You don't know? here it is
- [2X]
- [Verse 3 Lambah]
- I'm nastier than a herpes infested vagina, all my shit finer designer
- Ain't got no time ta', deal with these whiners, leaving no survivors
- You are destined to crash like underage drivers, a rhythmic writer
- You shouldn't of said shit, swallowed your saliva, your words my food and I'm a diner
- After my tape drops Imma be a headliner, your end was tragic like a Malaysian airliner
- Yeah my name's faggot, spell it right it's two G's one O and one T
- You just started something you can't finish, don't you see?
- Bodied two niggas in one month, I'm on a spree
- The clear victor has been decided no need for a referee
- You ain't about shit, you just a hyperbole, you heard of me?
- I'm the officer and you the parolee, I'm heating up like Chef Boyardee
- I'm sicker than popping prescriptions in the kitchen, disregard women
- Fuck with me and I leave your walls sprayed with a shade of crimson
- You remind me of Homer Simpson, are you dumb or lazy, which is it?
- My lyrical fall, I forbid this, weak lines I rid this
- Reppin' baltimore, land of the whores, .44's, and bodies hittin' the floor
- Don't make me roast you up like I was making smores
- This generation generates degenerates, shut yo dyke ass up like EllenDeGeneres
- You thinking we cool, thinking we friends and shit, Vas te faire encule, like I was french and shit
- They saying "drop the mixtape!" we can't take the suspense of it
- I'm wondering who these rappers are dissing, tryin' to make sense of it
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