[Intro: DJ Evil Dee, (Mos Def)]
Ah... this is side 2
Evil Dee in your area... Rawkus...
74 minutes of dung flavored Now and Laters {*laughs*}
And ass-crack Oreos
(...Ready! Ready!)
[Intro Freestyle: Kweli]
{*laughs*}
Throw your hands in the air, and wave 'em like you just don't care
And if you, love the truth, and you livin' proof
Let me hear you say "Oh yeah!"
And you don't stop, and you don't quit
And you don't stop, and you don't quit, and you don't quit
It's Talib Kweli, I'm the ultimate
Got my man Mos Def and he's freakin' shit
Listen to the way the beat gets intricate
Anybody who is illiterate probably will never even consider it
Yo... Evil Dee, what up?
My name is Talib Kweli
That's Mos Def on the Wurlitzer
Yo... {*laughs*} this is futuristic Soundbombing
Welcome...
Please do not hold onto the doors
[Interlude: Mos Def "The Universal Magnetic" sample]
"Ladies and gentlemen, we would like to introduce
A very interesting young man who's traveled from very far away
To be with us tonight..."
[Mos Def, (Kweli)]
(Yes... yes...) Yo yo, yo yo yo (Yes... yo...)
Yo, yo... aiyyo, Kweli, I heard there's a function goin' on at the D&D
Some things that I gotta see
Heard that the Rawkus click
Was doin some ill shit
Wit' my man Evil
And the rest of my people – is you wit' it?
[Kweli]
I'm always wit' it, always forget it
If you a MC, you couldn't get wit' it, you too dim-witted
MC's come to to try to diss this
Chicks want Kweli for Christmas, on they wish list
Here we come through, kick the lyrical swiftness
You missed this – again, it's over your head
Know I send it – over to my friend, Mos Def
MC's got no fuckin' rhymes left
[Mos Def]
{*brrrnng*} "Hello?" – yes, I got the call
Don't need no answering machine at all
I got a – Caller I.D. to screen my calls
So I can see who's tryin' to speak to me, 'cause frequently
A lot of cats try to get in touch, but I don't want to be in they clutch
I got my man Kweli, who I love very much, and such and such
My man – Rawkus click, we on some ill shit
[Kweli]
Yeah... I call 7-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh
Don't want to say his number, MC's is in slumber
Yo, they wakin' up, they takin' up too much time
Mos Def, I got to get in touch wit' –– and get a Dutch
And then head over to his crib and say
"Yo, look what these kids did, and I had my kids at my crib
And I can't believe they tried to roll up on my like that"
MC's come through, because they always lookin wack
[Mos Def]
They always lookin' wack, 'cause look at the way they dress
Thinking you a Mister, you must be a Miss
I'm – watching the slip underneath your skirt
Stepping to me like that – kid, you only get hurt
Son, I stand five-ten with the open palms, I'm droppin bombs
With the – urban psalms, and I never stay calm when I kick it
A matter'a fact, I get type wicked, and very specific
[Kweli]
And exquisite with the beat, MC's is incomplete
They ain't like whole wheat – I need to eat
More of that for my nutrition, MC's catching conniptions
They reading the writin' on the wall like an Egyptian
Comin' through – it's my verbal mission, to try to track you down
It's the MC formerly known as Genesis
You will remember this, it's your verbal nemesis
Yo... Mos Def is –
[Mos Def]
Yo... my style is original like fingerprints
I been down ever since
Make you "Reminisce" like Pete Rock
When the beat drop, kids stop to listen
Because they hear the verbs glisten
I'll play your opposition like a fullback, I got the full pack
Just like a convict on lock
The beat never stop
And we come on time like a clock – this is the real Hip-Hop
[Kweli]
The real Hip-Hop
Try to test me, you get stomped
Why try?
You get caught up in the paparazzi like Princess Di
Yo, come through, we always looking fly
MC's try to come up to me, they singing lullabyes
Like they on a plantation, I'll free you like Emancipation
From that thought you havin', it's making your mind needin' some sanitation
I'm fillin' the schools up like asbestos
It's best that you leave my premesis
[Mos Def, (Kweli)]
And what's better – is to make cheddar
And try to get yo' shit together
I freak it "Wherever" and "Whenever," just like Maxwell
The style that I got will tax well
Yo, that just bomb, but I don't spend my time... ({*laughs*})
Focusing on mistakes, I feed breaks (Yeah...)
Yo... (Yeah... yeah... yeah...) this is the way that we make it sound hype (Yeah... yeah...) When we stand on the mic
[Kweli]
We focus on truth, we never dwell in hate...
[Outro: DJ Evil Dee]
Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh – UH!