Yes yes yes yes
(Whoo woo woo woo woo woo woo whoo!)

Light up the sky like the 4th of July
Everything in this life son they've got two sides
It's part one (part one) part two (part two)
Get together with my crew and we gon' do
Whatever we've got to do uh huh UH!
Feast for Hi Teknological neurological
It's unstoppable check it out

I'm fantastic furious like the Five from be'lawn
Brooklyn phenom'
Diss all peons, flow for eons
Mos Def is beyond, in fact most cats can agree on
'Cause we on the same frequency, if not
Change your dial and get on it, I flip on this here beat
Then the re-bonics keep heat like, Hamid's weed speech
Hit the deep street sonnets, who want it?
Hoppin' dancin' so sonic, you need tonics
Don't get yours from your schoolboy comets, all blazin'
On your man chronic, I twist the hard caps back
To blue bonnets, I repeat who want it?
Daytime on the list of time on the tradition, of combustion
Ignition, propulsion, put MC's on expulsion
The principle, your academics inadmissible
You're indefensible, my style is so comprehensible
Cats take it to heart like a ventricle
You temporary like a weather pattern
Forgot I'm like you never happened
Don't never say whatever happened to Mos?
My light shine boast from the East to the Left Coast
North and South both, 'cause it sound dope
Boy your boy sound choked with the next man's style
Between your teeth tongue and throat like
Got to wash your mouth out with soap
My penstroke, is leavin' other men broke
What I invoke is never asleep, ever woke
It controls the soul of your foes and kinfolk
Maintainin' my scope from beginnin' to end quote
Like ba-biti-dabi-dida-da-dah-dah
Pretty High Noon riders get clipped and shot down
Reach behind, Teknological, neurological
Unstoppable, title wave in this shit, we powerful

Now raise your hands in the air now everybody get with it
The universal, magnetically
B-boy scientific, you don't stop
It go on to the rhythm you don't, bust it!
So raise your hands in the air now everybody get with it
The Universal, Magnetically

You see I'm comin' to the party in the be-boy stance
I rock on the mic on the mic, yo

Son it's in my chromosomes to rock this, I got this
Watch this! Assemble mo' raps, tap your pockets
Knock this, stimulate nerve ends and shock wrists
Smart art breakin' apart hearts in darkness
Down for the longest, son peep the song list
Radiate enormous, pure peak performance
Vocal chords the strongest, acapella or cordless
Hit town, draw crowds like space shuttle launches
Whoo! How def flow we gone and
Brooklyn New York make the world moonwalk like John Glenn
Son I'm sendin' it out, for the short to long haul
Earth sky, left right in between it and all y'all

Now raise your hands in the air now everybody get with it
The universal, magnetically
B-boy scientific, you don't stop
It go on to the rhythm you don't, bust it!
So raise your hands in the air everybody get with it
The universal, magnetically
Be-boy scientific, you don't stop
You see I'm comin' to the party in the b-boy stance
I rock on the mic make your girl want to dance
Fly like a dove, that come from above
From rockin' on the mic and you can call me Mos Love

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Writer(s): DANTE SMITH, TONY COTTRELL