Exhibit B (Holiday)

[Verse 1: Mos Def]

Mark your calendar, holiday work week

May day: mothers day, Doomsday: another day

Teenage love built a teenage runaway

Bang, number 9 off the chart, pretty bullet

Red on the wall, fear God, fuck a bully

Bay ghetto great, great god, guggley muggley

Mays on monster mash, main course and cookies

Heads getting beaten over food gettin eaten

This is hydro power in the dry white season

Lord, bring em out, bring em out

See the cherokee chief rain dancing through a drought

Cloud break like Chaka Khan, set it off my power arm

The little light grow large and don't out at all

Some powerful all, the chronicle sharp

The jet black jedi swall, the saga evolves, raw

Race up in the place, all in your face

She said a slow pace, made her heart race

Well if you got what it takes, I take what you got

My equaline a mark from I'm a take the shot

The tiebreaker, game winner, bullseye

Small dose of big Mos, full time

That's a commitment ain't it, I doubt if they can make it

Clown tears ran a smear through their painted faces

But I don't use foundation, mascara or concealer

Botox and toxic pealer, I come from planet realer

Where the sky is clearer

Ba-ba-ba-da-da

Holiday

Ba-ba-ba-da-da

Let's work it out

Ba-ba-ba-da-da

Holiday

Ba-ba-ba

Mark ya calendar

[Verse 2: Jay Electronica]

Don't get it confused

This message is for solo artists but I get at crews

We can make the news

I'll be on the low sippin daquiris in Baton Rouge

Or killing Rock The Bells with Mos and Posdnuos

It's a small task for Jay man

Wack niggas be dead and I be laughin

Sippin out my flask chillin in my Ray-Bans

Imaginary crime boss

With albums full and look at my watch at how much my shine cost

It's time lost

Who shot ya, the black Bach blastin over opera

Phantom of the chakras

Jay Doppler went from panhandling socks in the Bronx to popular

This is just the start of it

The kid intend to split more wigs than British Parliament

Catch me on the global warming tour with Jigga and Al Gore

Performing dear summer, where autumn went

Eternal sunshine, drum major without a drumline

I'll be in the D yellin kick rocks to one time