Black Star — Untitled

[Verse 1: Mos Def] What it is, what your name, what you want Fly while I'm dreamin', I'm fly in real life Eyes open, bright, show you what it feel like Soul glo even when light is absent Shown up, Kweli and Mos are the craftsmiths Say what, turn the volume up, yes that's them Song vibrates classic Pain so hard they you gon' be askin' for asprin Sick to everlastin' No way to make it happen, Jack On the quest to manifest the unimagine, black What they dealin' with is weak derivatives You fiend over Benjamins, we seek deliverance The world that we livin' in is filled with ignorance Impotence, belligerence, stock market dividends Smog and carcinogens, global imprisonment This all be fire beneath cheesy listenin' This what they play when they slip the ammunition in Take aim, fire, empty, reload, and they spit again A holler in a Hoover, cessside where we hittin' them I'm ready to ride, is y'all brothers gettin' in? Well make some noise if you with it then Show the inner city kid there's no givin' in No givin' up Flatbush crew, big it up Let your big Jamaican brother live it up From the big cat, to the little cup Cats screamin' "Kill it up, spill it up" Never be real enough A punk with a gun A snatch furnace She spend work permits Disperse the skirmish Green a card to a German Hot to the touch like the engine rode furnace Makin' dollars like Parrish Smith and E. Sermon From the money earnin' Mount Vernon The East Germans out in Berlin Crack the park side down to sterling Mos Def ebonic flow most certain Block your light like I'm closed curtains Best of whole good and closed circuit Brooklyn native black, no merchant I got them hoppin' like they toes hurtin' Soul stirrin' From the old school to the most current It's on point and on mission and on purpose Boots on, fiends don't hurt it The long verse is a strong surgeon's Straight off the turban Some Sahara to the suburban It's emergin', with each version So each person Within earshot, get a clear shot Of red rock They'll not, see the tear drops We're here, aiight Yes yes of course (Right here) They thought we was gone, we been here, all along You're welcome (What?) You're welcome, thanks (Say it again) You're welcome


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