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Mos Def( Yasiin Bey )
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Excellence
Yes sir, yes sir, you know the run-ins Excellence always, Brooklyn embassy (Exclusive) Black star shining
You are now rockin' with the best Brooklyn's own, Brooklyn's only M, O, S definite, big shot out to cash money Shya Medina Green
Listen, 3 words for the con, no you aren't Smoke, smoke but your no cigar Soon as Mos hit the open market
The ghetto know the coppa Get on my back like an open warrant Brooklyn sick so retarded
Hop on the phone And you told your partner Hop off of him and told yo mama
Got no type of hope It's problems happen a folk It's harder, get out your rhyme book And smoke some skama
Ever far you go, I'm going harder Understand, I rock today Like it's no tomorrow
Last year my catalog Was so impressive that This year my rookie card's A great investment
Am I hot, nigga? Change the question Are you hotter than me?
See we could take out Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The product and see Y'all don't want no drama With me without a part in a film
A director and a call from the guild Y'all don't want no problems for real So why you spittin' a beat?
Y'all youngin', don't y'all Need to be sleep? Secretly I'm that nigga That you dreamin' to be
It ain't as easy as that? There's only one Mos Leave it at that
Whatever shine you had I'm leaving with that I give a fat babies ass Where your peoples is at
Or where your heaters is at You fuck around and catch A leak in your back
Get a hot dog you need to relax Don't get beaten up 'cause of rap And don't get mad at me 'cause your wack
Shit, genetic is the reason for that You ain't seeing me, I'm seeing to that I'm from the brightest Hottest star to ever be on the map
And that's the B, R, O Y'all don't want no trouble rest Mighty mother fucker Mos Def Like that, now get with it niggas
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