I don't wanna write this down (World premiere) I wanna tell you how I feel right now (World premiere) I don't wanna take no time to write this down (
[Verse 1] Hip hop, modern time, flossy and raw so self-absorbed, immature I can't remember being this bored Fake bonanza, there come real wars Bullets
Quick question... You ever felt like the realest nigga alive? Felt too pretty or powerful to die? Tell the truth... You ever felt ugly enough to cry?
all the things we saw It's April Fools' day(What time is it?) Tomorrow never comes until it's too late Tomorrow never comes until it's too late [Mos Def
Feast for Hi-Teknological, neurological It's unstoppable, check it out I'm fantastic, furious like the Five from B'lawn Brooklyn phenom', diss all peons, flow for eons Mos Def
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
Bright moments Bright moments always come back vivid The fifth great was epic citywide test pressure The pre-crack era Mr Schollmen, what a prick Attitude
Oh, walking with my baby, she got great big feet Long, lean and lanky and had nothing to eat But I love her, love her just the same Crazy about that woman
Before Mr. Taylor taught the world to play Before fiberglass Before parquet Before the word "Doctor" was spelled with a "J" And ballrooms were ballcourts
[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
[Mos Def (Faith Evans) {other person}] Woo, Ah, Official, Official, Ah, {Oh oh oh oh oh} Brown Sugar, Faith Evans, Big Mos {Oh oh oh oh, OH} (Wha what
because I know I can And I'm fresher than you because I know I am So when I jump on the stage you better step back Because your name is Mos Def but your really Mos
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
the cat at Armani buying wares With the tourists who be asking him, "Do you work here?" Mr. Nigga, Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Yo, the Abstract with the mighty Mos Def
her waist up Scene two, my fam throwin' the jam Fahreed is on the stand, big things is in the plan The brother Big Mu makes space for me to move in Hey, this my man Mos
Modern girls!! [sung] I know, I can't afford to stop for a moment.. that it's too soon.. to for.. [Mos Def - speaking over sung vocals] I say girls,
(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
Turn the drums up, turn my vocals up too I hear myself a li'l more, yeah, yeah, yeah More, more, more More, more, more Moto, moto, moto, moto Moto, moto