One, two, three, Mos Def and Talib Kweli
I said; one, two, three, Black Star shine eternally
Redefinition, turnin' your play into a tragedy
Exhibit level degree on the mic, passionately
Niggas is sweet, so I bet if I bit, I'd get a cavity
Livin' to get high, you ain't flyer than gravity
We die hard like the battery
Thrown in the back of me by the mad MC
Who think imitation is the highest form of flattery
Actually, don't be mad at me, I had to be the one to break it to you
You get kicked into obscurity like judo — no, Menudo
'Cause you pseudo, tryin' to compete with reality like Xerox
Chasin' stars in your eyes, playin' games with your lives
Now the wives is widows, soakin' up pillows, weepin' like willows
Still more blacks is dyin', 'cause they live and they tryin'
"How to Make a Slave" by Willie Lynch is still applyin'
Regardless, Mos is one of my closest partners
Rockin' ever since before Prince was called The Artist
Rockin' before Funkmaster Flex was rockin' Starter
When 'Pac and Biggie was still cool, before they was martyrs
Life or death, if I'm choosin', with every breath I'm enhancin'
What?
Lyrically handsome, call collect a king's ransom
Jams I write soon become the ghetto anthem
Way out like Bruce Wayne's mansion, move like a Phantom
You'll talk about me to your grandsons
Cats who claimin' they hard be mad fags
So I run through 'em like flood water through sandbags
Competition is mad, what I got, they can't have
Sinkin' they ship like Moby Dick to Ahab
Son, I'm way past the minimum, enterin' millennium
My raps will hold a gat to your back like Palestinians
Ancient Abyssinian, sure to hold the Gideon
Official b-boy gentlemen, long term, never the interim
Born inside the winter, when? Day after December 10
These simpletons — they mentionin' the synonym for feminine
Sweeter than some cinnamon, the Danish rings by Entenmann's
Rush up on adrenaline, they get they asses sent to them
(Gentlemen!) You got a tenement? Well, then assemble it!
Leave your unit tremblin' like herds of movin' elephant
Intelligent embellishment, follow for your element
From Flatbush settlement, skin possesses melanin
Hotter than tales of crack peddlin'
Broader than Barrington Levy, believe me
The hot Apache red who burned down your chief teepee
You see me?
One, two, three, Mos Def and Talib Kweli
I said; one, two, three, Black Star shine eternally!
Whoahhhh!
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.178]
[00:10.545]One, two, three, Mos Def and Talib Kweli
[00:20.901]I said; one, two, three, Black Star shine eternally
[00:31.793]Redefinition, turnin' your play into a tragedy
[00:34.445]Exhibit level degree on the mic, passionately
[00:37.372]Niggas is sweet, so I bet if I bit, I'd get a cavity
[00:39.495]Livin' to get high, you ain't flyer than gravity
[00:42.891]We die hard like the battery
[00:43.962]Thrown in the back of me by the mad MC
[00:45.282]Who think imitation is the highest form of flattery
[00:47.411]Actually, don't be mad at me, I had to be the one to break it to you
[00:50.331]You get kicked into obscurity like judo — no, Menudo
[00:53.466]'Cause you pseudo, tryin' to compete with reality like Xerox
[00:58.785]Chasin' stars in your eyes, playin' games with your lives
[01:01.441]Now the wives is widows, soakin' up pillows, weepin' like willows
[01:04.095]Still more blacks is dyin', 'cause they live and they tryin'
[01:06.750]"How to Make a Slave" by Willie Lynch is still applyin'
[01:09.140]Regardless, Mos is one of my closest partners
[01:11.795]Rockin' ever since before Prince was called The Artist
[01:14.723]Rockin' before Funkmaster Flex was rockin' Starter
[01:17.379]When 'Pac and Biggie was still cool, before they was martyrs
[01:20.566]Life or death, if I'm choosin', with every breath I'm enhancin'
[01:25.079]What?
[01:25.615]Lyrically handsome, call collect a king's ransom
[01:28.270]Jams I write soon become the ghetto anthem
[01:30.922]Way out like Bruce Wayne's mansion, move like a Phantom
[01:34.580]You'll talk about me to your grandsons
[01:36.165]Cats who claimin' they hard be mad fags
[01:38.827]So I run through 'em like flood water through sandbags
[01:41.210]Competition is mad, what I got, they can't have
[01:43.877]Sinkin' they ship like Moby Dick to Ahab
[01:46.531]Son, I'm way past the minimum, enterin' millennium
[01:49.447]My raps will hold a gat to your back like Palestinians
[01:52.112]Ancient Abyssinian, sure to hold the Gideon
[01:54.766]Official b-boy gentlemen, long term, never the interim
[01:57.422]Born inside the winter, when? Day after December 10
[02:00.076]These simpletons — they mentionin' the synonym for feminine
[02:02.731]Sweeter than some cinnamon, the Danish rings by Entenmann's
[02:05.386]Rush up on adrenaline, they get they asses sent to them
[02:08.313](Gentlemen!) You got a tenement? Well, then assemble it!
[02:10.965]Leave your unit tremblin' like herds of movin' elephant
[02:13.360]Intelligent embellishment, follow for your element
[02:16.013]From Flatbush settlement, skin possesses melanin
[02:17.606]Hotter than tales of crack peddlin'
[02:24.375]Broader than Barrington Levy, believe me
[02:26.770]The hot Apache red who burned down your chief teepee
[02:29.424]You see me?
[02:30.222]One, two, three, Mos Def and Talib Kweli
[02:39.779]I said; one, two, three, Black Star shine eternally!
[02:59.704]Whoahhhh!
One, two, three, Mos Def and Talib Kweli
I said; one, two, three, Black Star shine eternally
Redefinition, turnin' your play into a tragedy
Exhibit level degree on the mic, passionately
Niggas is sweet, so I bet if I bit, I'd get a cavity
Livin' to get high, you ain't flyer than gravity
We die hard like the battery
Thrown in the back of me by the mad MC
Who think imitation is the highest form of flattery
Actually, don't be mad at me, I had to be the one to break it to you
You get kicked into obscurity like judo — no, Menudo
'Cause you pseudo, tryin' to compete with reality like Xerox
Chasin' stars in your eyes, playin' games with your lives
Now the wives is widows, soakin' up pillows, weepin' like willows
Still more blacks is dyin', 'cause they live and they tryin'
"How to Make a Slave" by Willie Lynch is still applyin'
Regardless, Mos is one of my closest partners
Rockin' ever since before Prince was called The Artist
Rockin' before Funkmaster Flex was rockin' Starter
When 'Pac and Biggie was still cool, before they was martyrs
Life or death, if I'm choosin', with every breath I'm enhancin'
What?
Lyrically handsome, call collect a king's ransom
Jams I write soon become the ghetto anthem
Way out like Bruce Wayne's mansion, move like a Phantom
You'll talk about me to your grandsons
Cats who claimin' they hard be mad fags
So I run through 'em like flood water through sandbags
Competition is mad, what I got, they can't have
Sinkin' they ship like Moby Dick to Ahab
Son, I'm way past the minimum, enterin' millennium
My raps will hold a gat to your back like Palestinians
Ancient Abyssinian, sure to hold the Gideon
Official b-boy gentlemen, long term, never the interim
Born inside the winter, when? Day after December 10
These simpletons — they mentionin' the synonym for feminine
Sweeter than some cinnamon, the Danish rings by Entenmann's
Rush up on adrenaline, they get they asses sent to them
(Gentlemen!) You got a tenement? Well, then assemble it!
Leave your unit tremblin' like herds of movin' elephant
Intelligent embellishment, follow for your element
From Flatbush settlement, skin possesses melanin
Hotter than tales of crack peddlin'
Broader than Barrington Levy, believe me
The hot Apache red who burned down your chief teepee
You see me?
One, two, three, Mos Def and Talib Kweli
I said; one, two, three, Black Star shine eternally!
Whoahhhh!
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.178]
[00:10.545]One, two, three, Mos Def and Talib Kweli
[00:20.901]I said; one, two, three, Black Star shine eternally
[00:31.793]Redefinition, turnin' your play into a tragedy
[00:34.445]Exhibit level degree on the mic, passionately
[00:37.372]Niggas is sweet, so I bet if I bit, I'd get a cavity
[00:39.495]Livin' to get high, you ain't flyer than gravity
[00:42.891]We die hard like the battery
[00:43.962]Thrown in the back of me by the mad MC
[00:45.282]Who think imitation is the highest form of flattery
[00:47.411]Actually, don't be mad at me, I had to be the one to break it to you
[00:50.331]You get kicked into obscurity like judo — no, Menudo
[00:53.466]'Cause you pseudo, tryin' to compete with reality like Xerox
[00:58.785]Chasin' stars in your eyes, playin' games with your lives
[01:01.441]Now the wives is widows, soakin' up pillows, weepin' like willows
[01:04.095]Still more blacks is dyin', 'cause they live and they tryin'
[01:06.750]"How to Make a Slave" by Willie Lynch is still applyin'
[01:09.140]Regardless, Mos is one of my closest partners
[01:11.795]Rockin' ever since before Prince was called The Artist
[01:14.723]Rockin' before Funkmaster Flex was rockin' Starter
[01:17.379]When 'Pac and Biggie was still cool, before they was martyrs
[01:20.566]Life or death, if I'm choosin', with every breath I'm enhancin'
[01:25.079]What?
[01:25.615]Lyrically handsome, call collect a king's ransom
[01:28.270]Jams I write soon become the ghetto anthem
[01:30.922]Way out like Bruce Wayne's mansion, move like a Phantom
[01:34.580]You'll talk about me to your grandsons
[01:36.165]Cats who claimin' they hard be mad fags
[01:38.827]So I run through 'em like flood water through sandbags
[01:41.210]Competition is mad, what I got, they can't have
[01:43.877]Sinkin' they ship like Moby Dick to Ahab
[01:46.531]Son, I'm way past the minimum, enterin' millennium
[01:49.447]My raps will hold a gat to your back like Palestinians
[01:52.112]Ancient Abyssinian, sure to hold the Gideon
[01:54.766]Official b-boy gentlemen, long term, never the interim
[01:57.422]Born inside the winter, when? Day after December 10
[02:00.076]These simpletons — they mentionin' the synonym for feminine
[02:02.731]Sweeter than some cinnamon, the Danish rings by Entenmann's
[02:05.386]Rush up on adrenaline, they get they asses sent to them
[02:08.313](Gentlemen!) You got a tenement? Well, then assemble it!
[02:10.965]Leave your unit tremblin' like herds of movin' elephant
[02:13.360]Intelligent embellishment, follow for your element
[02:16.013]From Flatbush settlement, skin possesses melanin
[02:17.606]Hotter than tales of crack peddlin'
[02:24.375]Broader than Barrington Levy, believe me
[02:26.770]The hot Apache red who burned down your chief teepee
[02:29.424]You see me?
[02:30.222]One, two, three, Mos Def and Talib Kweli
[02:39.779]I said; one, two, three, Black Star shine eternally!
[02:59.704]Whoahhhh!
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And on the first car in small letters it said
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I agreed, know what he mean because we l...
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Every day somebody ask me where all the real MC's is at?
They underground
There's mad talented cats underground with that raw shit
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One, two, three, Mos Def and Talib Kweli
I said, one, two, three, Black Star shine eternally
Redefinition, turning your play into a tragedy
Exhibit le...
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Called Black Star, but what is it?
We got to have what? We got to have that lo...
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