| Aight, uhh, alright yall slow down Im tryin ta Aight, yo I i only took a little bit of spanish you gotta
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| Aight I hear what youre sayin but yo, aight okay
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| Alright okay, alright okay okay
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| Alright okay, Im feelin you, okay
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| Alright okay, alright okay okay
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| Alright okay, Im feelin you yo All my people in brooklyn and you know were hot, I say
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| We dont stop, the body rock
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| All my people in queens and the land in between say we Dont stop, the body rock
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| Shaolin and l-i say you know were fly, say we Dont stop, the body rock
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| From the east to the west son we take it to the chest say we Dont stop, the body rock
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| Check me out yall
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| Im in the lab with ab, I got the band theyre fat
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| My man t-a-s-h take it to your breastplate
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| Its the mighty mos def, complete the trilogy
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| Just shot myself a dime, see are you feelin me?
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| Son Im wicked and nice when Im on facility
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| Let me take a sec to review what I wrote. |
| *paper rustling*
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| «mos def and I sound par fresh"ok its dope
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| Lets record this (cord this) they gonna want dis (want dis)
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| And all area crew is gonna flaunt this *clapping*
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| And when we step to the plate pah its flawless
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| My man t-a-s-h with styles glory great
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| Great, great great, great great uh uhh uh uhh uh uhh uh Up next we got catash with that west coast rhymin
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| Bombin niggaz with the style thats dangerous as mountain climbin (ahhhh!)
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| Cause the alkie words Im spittin be twistin while you listenin
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| Plus Im in this motherfucker with the likwit coalition
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| Gotta leave you in position, twist it backwards like dough go While you starin down my throat like, «is he drunk or is he sober? |
| «Who knows, all I know is tash got flows
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| And got the technique to get the ladies out of they clothes
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| I been overly exposed to the forty-ohs and chickens
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| So ima keep it pumpin til the beat stop kickin
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| Or til the plot thickens, cause this is how we do Catashtrophe, mos def, and the brother man que!!!
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| Whats up tash, hey yo, tip cant call it Sure as mos is def and you alkaholik
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| Ima be surfin at, thing thats worth dealin
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| Hypodermically, shoot up your feelin
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| Figuratively, speakin of course now
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| Old and greedyness, seekin its course now
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| What we gonna do, eradicate them
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| Shoot them from the jam, they fear disease
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| Tash love… are you ready to rock the mic?
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| Q-tip… are you ready to rock the mic!
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| Mos def… are you ready to rock the mic?
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| We got the universal style that you got to like!
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| And aint nobody steppin up when we got the mic
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| So turn the a.c. |
| up cause its hot tonight!
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| And til the bright early morn we be rockin you all
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| Dont stop, the body rock!
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| Cause Im next to flex, and Im technically advanced
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| To turn you on like cybersex, so in less than two secs
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| I blind mcs like thomas dolby with the science thatll leave
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| They braincells fryin slowly (fire!) so slowly I flow and
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| Express written consent, from the undergroundin niggaz
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| Coast ii coast I represent cause gettin bent, I do But Im doper than sherm plus the way I put it down
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| Could burn the perm off big worm, so peace and pipe this greeting
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| Of the last action hero that be freezin rappers dead in they tracks
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| Like sub zero (zero), cause rico aint no joke
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| I eat your flows and yo beat up rappers even feel my presence
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| When Im home with my feet up For what you skied up or treed up Relax and pull a seat up, make your landlord turn the heat up Got the opposition shook like tiger woods about to tee up So niggaz no competition with the clear mos definition
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| Mcs screamin now for years cant rhyme without they moms permission
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| You just a youngun comin out, gettin gassed to run your mouth
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| Wildin on the runabout, baby pah you comin out
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| Barkin that you want a bout but son you know the comeabout
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| When mos def blow up and, you dont, nuttin
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| Dont you know nuttin? |
| my crew go huntin
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| We keep it on the norm then we transform somin
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| And while, we do it, you bounce to it The cops wanna stop the body rock but dont do it Dy-no-mite!!! |
| like jimmy j.j.
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| Swap down pen-ny, somewhere in l.a. |
| (a)
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| Now we got to bond like voltron (tron)
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| Tash you the bomb, mos you the won ton (ton)
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| Q will pick the lead, I must drop on thee (thee) |
| A-b-s, I bust down, facility (ty)
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| T-r-a-c-t is the mc (cee)
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| Its the ll, inside the place to be (be)
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| Tash love… are you ready to rock the mic?
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| Q-tip… are you ready to rock the mic!
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| Mos def… are you ready to rock the mic?
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| We got the universal brothers that you got to like!
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| Now aint nobody steppin up when we got the mic
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| So turn your a.c. |
| up cause its hot tonight!
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| And til the bright early morn well be rockin you all
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| Dont stop, the body rock!
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| All my people out in queens that know youre hot, you say
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| Dont stop, the body rock!
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| All my people out in brooklyn and you know were hot, say
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| Dont stop, the body rock!
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| Shaolin to l-i and you know were fly, said
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| Dont stop, the body rock!
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| All the people on the greens and the land in between said
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| Dont stop, the body rock!
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| … no stoppin
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| … no stoppin
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| Out in jersey … no stoppin
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| Philadelp-i-i … no stoppin
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| Chi town gettin down … the playgrounds
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| Detroit you say … no stoppin
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| In cali … no stoppin
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| And the great v-a … no stoppin
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| Cause in the brooklyn town … no stoppin
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| And the boogie down … no stoppin
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| L-i and queens … no stoppin
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| And you see medina greens … no stoppin
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| You know we, lyricist lounge … no stoppin
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| And my man abstract … no stoppin
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| Cause see we never the wack … no stoppin
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| Dont stop, the body rock
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| D-dah, dont stop |