What what what, what what, what what, what what

Woaaaahhhhhhh!

One two three, Mos Def and Talib Kweli

We came to rock it on to the tip-top

Best alliance in hip-hop, wayohh

I said, one two tree, Black Star shine eternally

We came to rock it on to the tip-top

And Hi-Tek make the beat drop, wayohh



[Talib Kweli]

RE:DEFinition, turning your play into a tragedy

Exhibit level degree on the mic, passionately

Niggaz 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 done 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

Towards destruction you spiraling like hairlocks, wipe them teardrops

Chasing stars in your eyes, playing games with your lives

Now the wives is widows soakin up pillows, weepin like willows

Still mo' blacks is dyin, kids ain't livin they tryin