DJ Evil Dee]

Uh, this is Side 2, Evil Dee in your area

Rawkus, every four minutes of dump flavored Now and Laters

*laughs* and ass-crack Oreos

(ready, ready)

-interlude-

[Talib Kweli]

*laughs*

Throw your hands in the air, and wave em like you just don't care

And if you, love the truth, and you livin proof

Let me hear you say "oh yeah"

And you don't stop, and you don't quit, and you don't stop

And you don't quit, and you don't quit

It's Talib Kweli I'm the ultimate

Got my man Mos Def and he's freakin shit

Listen to the way the beat gets intricate

Anybody who is illiterate, probably will never even consider it

Yo, Evil Dee what up? my name is Talib Kweli

That's Mos Def on the ?Wilison?

Yo, this is futuristic Soundbombing, welcome

Please do not hold onto the doors

(Ladies and gentlemen, we would like to introduce

A very interesting young man who's traveled from very far away

To be with us tonight)

[Mos Def]

(yes, yes) yo yo yo yo (yes) yo yo

Aiyyo Kweli I heard there's a function goin on at the D&D

Some things that I gotta see, heard that the Rawkus click

Was doin some ill shit wit my man Evil, and the rest of my people

Is you wit it?

[Kweli]

I'm always wit it, always forget it

If you a MC, you couldn't get wit it, you too dim-witted

MC's come to and try to diss this

Chicks want Kweli for Christmas, on they wish list

Here we come through, kick the lyrical swiftness

You missed this, again it's over your head

Now I send it, over to my friend Mos Def

MC's got no fuckin rhymes left

[Mos Def]

*phone rings*

Hello, yes I got the call, don't need no answering machine at all

I got a, Caller ID to screen my calls

So I can see who's tryin to speak to me cuz frequently

A lot of cats try to get in touch but I don't want to be in they

clutch

I got my man Kweli who I love very much, and such and such

My man, Rawkus click, we on some ill shit

[Kweli]

I call 7-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh

Don't want to say his number, MC's is in slumber

Yo they wakin up they takin up too much time

Mos Def, I got to get in touch wit and get a Dutch

And then head over to his crib and say

"Yo look what these kids did, and I had my kids at my crib"

And I can't believe they tried to roll up on my like that

MC's come through because they always lookin wack

[Mos Def]

They always lookin wack cuz look at the way they dress

Thinkin you a Mister you must be a Miss

I'm watchin the slip underneath your skirt

Steppin to me like that kid you only get hurt

Son I stand five-ten wit the open palms, I'm droppin bombs

Wit the, urban songs and I never stay calm when I kick it

A matter of fact I get type wicked and very specific

[Kweli]

And exquisite wit the beat, MC's is incomplete

They ain't like whole wheat, I need to eat

More of that for my nutrition, MC's catchin coniptions

They readin the writin on the wall like an Egyptian

Comin through is my verbal mission, to try to track you down

It's the MC formerly known as Genesis

You will remember this, it's your verbal nemesis

Yo, Mos Def is

[Mos Def]

Yo my style is original like fingerprints

I been down ever since, make you Reminisce like Pete Rock

When the beat drop, kids stop to listen

Because they hear the verbs glisten

I'll play your opposition like a fullback, I got the full pack

Just like a convict on lock, the beat never stop

And we come on time like a clock, this is the real hip-hop

[Kweli]

The real hip-hop, try to test me, you get stomped

Why try, you get caught up in the paparazzi like Princess Di

Yo, come through we always lookin fly

MC's try to come up to me, they singin lullabyes

They on a plantation, I'll free you like Emancipation

>From that thought you have is makin your mind needin some sanatation

I'm fillin the schools up like asbestos

It's best that you leave my premesis

[Mos Def]

And what's better, is to make cheddar

And try to get yo shit together

I freak it wherever and whenever just like Maxwell

The style that I got will tax well

Yo that just bomb, but I don't spend my time

Focusin on mistakes, I feed breaks

This is the way that we make, and sound hype

When we stand on the mic

[Kweli]

We focus on true, we never dwell and hate

[DJ Evil Dee]

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