Excellence - Mos Def

Yes sir, yes sir, you know the run-ins

Excellence always, Brooklyn embassy

(Exclusive)

Black star shining

You are now rockin' with the best

Brooklyn’s own, Brooklyn’s only

M, O, S definite, big shot out to cash money

Shya Medina Green

Listen, 3 words for the con, no you aren’t

Smoke, smoke but your no cigar

Soon as Mos hit the open market

The ghetto know the coppa

Get on my back like an open warrant

Brooklyn sick so retarded

Hop on the phone

And you told your partner

Hop off of him and told yo mama

Got no type of hope

It’s problems happen a folk

It’s harder, get out your rhyme book

And smoke some skama

Ever far you go, I’m going harder

Understand, I rock today

Like it’s no tomorrow

Last year my catalog

Was so impressive that

This year my rookie card’s

A great investment

Am I hot, nigga?

Change the question

Are you hotter than me?

See we could take out

The product and see

Y’all don’t want no drama

With me without a part in a film

A director and a call from the guild

Y’all don’t want no problems for real

So why you spittin' a beat?

Y’all youngin', don’t y’all

Need to be sleep?

Secretly I’m that nigga

That you dreamin' to be

It ain’t as easy as that?

There’s only one Mos

Leave it at that

Whatever shine you had

I’m leaving with that

I give a fat babies ass

Where your peoples is at

Or where your heaters is at

You fuck around and catch

A leak in your back

Get a hot dog you need to relax

Don’t get beaten up 'cause of rap

And don’t get mad at me 'cause your wack

Shit, genetic is the reason for that

You ain’t seeing me, I’m seeing to that

I’m from the brightest

Hottest star to ever be on the map

And that’s the B, R, O

Y’all don’t want no trouble rest

Mighty mother fucker Mos Def

Like that, now get with it niggas