Black Jack. Was a fighting man. Black Jack. Was a mighty man. . You stand them up. He knock them out. Yeah Yeah. That's the real. You stand them up. He knock them down.
[Hard Black]. Peep the math. Mau Mau be about land and freedom. Reperation and apologies, for Africa to America oddesseys. Guerilla-type tactics on them socialistic fallacies.
Black Jack. Was a fighting man. Black Jack. Was a mighty man. . You stand them up. He knock them out. Yeah Yeah. That's the real. You stand them up. He knock them down.
[Mos Def]. You don't like me huh? Well I like me. I got somethin to say to you. . I see you standin on the side wit your smile and your crooked eyes. Acting like a man but a chick frontin in disguise.
Turn the drums up. Turn my vocals, too. I hear myself a lil more. Yeah. More [Repeats]. Moto [Repeats]. Nice [Repeats]. Moto moto still [Repeats]. Yeah [Repeats].
Turn the drums up. Turn my vocals, too. I hear myself a lil more. Yeah. More [Repeats]. Moto [Repeats]. Nice [Repeats]. Moto moto still [Repeats]. Yeah [Repeats].
Yo yo, yo, whats up, yo yo. Yo yo, we gonna, we gonna slow it down. So we can speed it up y'all. Right now I want everybody come to the front. That's right, move forward.
The way I feel sometimes its too hard to sit still. Things are so passionate times are so real. Sometimes I try an chill mellow down blowin smoke. Smile on my face but its really no joke.
Against the canvas of the night. Appears a curious celestial phenomena. Called Black Star, but what is it?. . Black people unite and let's all get down.
Be like yo, let me ask you somethin. I wanna know, I wanna know who you are. . MosBrown skin lady, hey hey. TalibYes. MosWhere you goin. TalibThis goes to the brown skin ladies.
Mos Def speaking). I?m not gon sing a song or nothing.. . Um, what that term they call it post traumatic stress syndrome? That thing that. Uh, soldiers will get. I think a lot of people get that. It?s like when you.
Hey hey, ha ha say what say what. Ha ha bust it yo. Sometimes I feel like I don't have a partner. Sometimes I feel like my only friend. Is the city I live in, is beautiful Brooklyn.
"What'd you do last night?". "We did umm, two whole cars. It was me, these, and Main Three right?. And on the first car in small letters it said. "All you see is" and then you know.
I don't wanna write this down. I wanna tell you how I feel right now. I don't wanna take no time to write this down. I wanna tell you how I feel right now, hey.
You are the one. You're the one!. . Other brothers just don't know. You got to feel me on this one man. So real. I'm so sin-serious about it, you know?.
Have fun y'all. Have fun y'all. . The city breathing all down your neck. Bad news and good dough special effects. And reality's teeth. Bright, black, sicker than deep.
Hail Mary, 'matta fact hail Jane. Niggas take my name in vain like I was cocaine. My affirmations kill emcees like assassination. Bringin' you pain until you wish you had a vaccination.
Bismillah ir Rhman ir Raheem. Def on the speak. Epic on the beat. . Champion chronicle, M Def remarkable. A breeze through the street. Like the most potent ganja fume.
Memories don't live like people do. They always remember you. Whether things are good or bad, its just the memories. . Memories don't live like people do-o.