Double Trouble

[Intro: Black Thought & Mos Def] Uh, uh Yeah Check it out, yeah Yeah, yo It's like Let the poppers pop and the breakers break Emcees, your verse was fate (Word) Let the poppers pop and the breakers break Fake emcees, your verse was fate, come on Let the poppers pop and the breakers break Emcees, your verse was fate, check it out We paint our sentences state-to-state (Yeah) Let the poppers pop, uh, uh, uh (Uh-huh, yo) [Chorus: Black Thought & Mos Def] We go wow, ba-da-dow-dow-dow-dow-dow Either stand tall or just sit the fuck down All the way from 2-1-5th to Bucktown Brace yourself, it's about to go down Yo, Tariq (What's up?), how your microphone sound? It sound tight, well, aight, show 'em what it's about We got to blow up the spot because they must've forgot We double (Trouble), bubble (Bubble), bubble, bubblin' hot [Verse 1: Black Thought & Mos Def] Well, it's like smack the track up and leave dents in it (What?) The vocalist, bustin' this blunt, instrument spit The magnificent, rappers run from it All fly girls' nipples and toes numb from it Emcees in my circumference is confronted, son Get your growth stunted from this, you don't want it, want it (What, nigga?) The Black Thought and M-O-S Def done it Who the ultimate? Yo, my man, speak upon it, look Ayo, I stop fools and drop jewels, but never run it Rock mics so nice, I make your stock price plummet All you high-noon riders better rally at the summit It's me and Tariq and your fleet outnumbered 'Cross the membrane, barkin' big game and get hunted Eyewitness account say it happened so sudden Just slid off to the side, didn't really say nothin' Then blaow, blew away the 1900th You better get your rest cause the next day comin' Oh, yes, and emcees, they scared to say somethin' (Uh) Stop frontin', I'm in the cut just onlookin' You get your kings, your rooks, rings, and pawns tooken Ayo, keep your tape rolling so you catch every bar Of the Black Thought and the Black man from Black Star Illadelph and Vietnam, we conference, accomplish Even with stakes inclined, I get mine regardless Yo, a lot of Smurfette emcees carry purses And rock uniforms that's made for nurses I verse your verses, your words is worthless Only touchin' surface, the fuck's the purpose? I shot the sheriff, the deputy, and head of bank treasury So mounties in the county got a big bounty stressin' me But tell 'em to hold off, they too short to measure me (Uh-huh) Mos and Black Thought blast forth with the weaponry [Chorus: Black Thought & Mos Def] Like wow, ba-dow-da-dah-dow Either stand tall or sit the fuck down All the way from 2-1-5th to Bucktown Brace yourself, it's about to go down Yo, Tariq (What's up?), how your microphone sound? It sound tight, well, aight, show 'em what it's about We got to blow up the spot because they must've forgot We double (Trouble), bubble (Bubble), bubble, bubblin' hot (Yeah, hot, hot) [Verse 2: Mos Def & Black Thought] Now check your stove top before you take a listen (Right) And make sure beans don't burn in the kitchen These gassed-up niggas just ain't fuel efficient (huh) I play the winter breeze to chokehold your piston Now you niggas can't make pole position Class E chassis can't hold the transmission Crew pit useless, they got they tools missing Watch me, grand prix, champy for wealth driven Yo, you go one for the hustle (Hah), two to rock rhyme (Two to rock rhyme) From the muscle, kid, I'm one of the illest of all time I swing from chandeliers and wall climb And specialize in warfares of all kind A lot of emcees said I'm a run-it-down rhyme But half the time, they runnin' down one of mine Thought suffocatin' 'em with yet another stunning line You dumb and blind, kid, it's enlarged and underlined What I memorized leave your whole staff pressurized (Uh-huh) Melt down all of your artificial dyes Y'all niggas is faker than yellow number five Swine like mono and diglyceride My vocals got texture, you just texturized I'm nicer than your writtens even when I'm improvised Step into my zone, get thrown like lava The B-boy Lazarus who just won't die Yo, me and Kamal and Leonard Hubbard, Questlove and Malik We go back to dollar hoagies and Tahitian Treat Or like toast in the oven with government cheese bubblin' Me and Dante like Marvin, the trouble men travelin' Give me the mic, we on that again B-boy business, off the top actin' and battlin' Servin' them cats that forgot But don't get too close because you might get shot [Chorus: Black Thought & Mos Def] Like blaow, ba-da-da-da-da-dow-dow Either stand tall or sit the fuck down All the way from 2-1-5th to Bucktown Brace yourself, it's about to go down Yo, Tariq (What's up?), how your microphone sound? It sound tight, well, aight, show 'em what it's about We 'bout to blow up the spot because y'all must've forgot We double trouble, bubble, bubble, bubble, bubblin' hot We go blaow, ba-da-da-dow-dow-da-dow Either stand tall or sit the fuck down All the way from 2-1-5th to Bucktown Went from Do You Want More?!??!! to what you want now? Yo, Tariq (What up?), Well, how your microphone sound? It sound tight, well, aight, show 'em what it's about We 'bout to blow up the spot because y'all must have forget We double trouble, bubble, bubble, bubble, bubblin' hot [Outro: Mos Def] Say, here's a little story that must be told About two young brothers who got so much soul They takin' total control of the body and brain Flyin' high in the sky on a lyrical plane It's just two bad brothers who will never quit Mos Def and Tariq from the 2-1-5th They rock beginning to end, on a spiritual blend And everybody who forgot, then, baby, tell 'em again It's just me and Tariq with Ahmir on the beat The Roots Crew, baby, yo, we got to make it unique We got the soul-shockinest, body-rockinest Non-stoppinest, Fortified Live, survive the apocalypse Rhymes we say the perfect blend Because we know how to rock when the beat come in Like zen-zen-zen-zen-zen Zen-zen-zen-zen-zen, zen-zen-zen-zen Zen zen-zen, zen-zen-zen, zen-zen-zen Zen-zen, zen-zen-zen-zen Zen-zen-zen, zen-zen, zen-zen Here we go, here we, here we, here we go Zen-zen-zen, zen-zen-zen, zen-zen-zen Zen-zen-zen-zen-zen-zen Zen-zen-zen, zen-zen, zen-zen Let the poppers pop and the breakers break Zen, zen-zen-zen-zen-zen Zen-zen-zen-zen-zen, zen-zen-zen-zen Two years ago, a friend of mine Zen-zen, zen-zen-zen-zen-zen-zen Zen-zen-zen, zen-zen, zen-zen And these are the zen-zen-zen-zen