You stuck, you about to get rearranged and replaced
Without heat, y'all M C's, ain't hot no more
Speech be sound typical, downfall habitual
I'm foul, plus I'm winnin', you think I shot the ref?
What it look like? Mad Skillz
That shit would be as ignorant as Jimmy the Greek
Who be bitchin' out to A&R demands so
Yeah, uhh
My shit is, out of your range, rip you out of your frame
B-boy, do-do-document
It was a jam at the center, and the party was shakin'
Publishers: BUDDE SONGS INC, FIGS D MUSIC, INC
Got a mill' from Charlie Brown, when I kidnapped Snoopy
Eon, sale or performance, in any ordinance
Strength is indivisible, crews be comin' pitiful
Of a cat who just a modern day Sambo
Got 'em in the studio poppin' Valiums, remasterin' they album
Tellin' you or what magic beans they sellin' you
It's high power original, B-Boy traditional
And the poppers was poppin', and the breakers was breakin'
B-boy, document
The Mighty Mos
Sit back and listen, you ain't, in no position
If you ain't, rockin' raw, what you rockin' for?
Ock, I'm not feelin' you, don't know what your label
You knock-kneed and sloppy, but not me
Rhyme menace, that burst your verbal nuisance
It was a jam at the center and the party was shakin'
In accordance, with all the laws from the cordless
And it won't be long till everybody know that
Coast to coast
Raw bass material, huh, when individual
Yo, yo, you on the injured, I'm hot to death
Hip-Hop's Cleon Jones, when Eon Jones
And it won't be long till everybody know that
B-Boys rock the document, do it
The Mighty Mos Def
Rock a vest if you out of turn speakin'
Songwriters: Brad Baker, Milo Berger, Donnie Lewis, Eric Meltzer, Lance Quinn, Dante T Smith, Joseph T Joe Thomas
Latrell chokin' up John Thompson, Charles Bronson
And the poppers was poppin', and the breakers was breakin'
Keep M C's heads wrapped like Erykah Ba-du
It was a jam at the center, and the party was shakin'
To deal with my condition-al mentally and physical
So for you lame cats tryin' to put your hit out
I'm Jedi Master, Mase Windu, what you been through
B-boy, do-do-document
The E.C. Rawkus connection
'Cause I'm right there like nightmares
Claimin' they Godzilla's when they really Godzooki
I catch MC's while they sleepin'
Leavin' all these hot air MC's breathless
I'm about to re-up and restructure the case
From '88 to '99
I can flow, you can't though, example
Cop your tape, and the next day, copped an exchange
Had a death wish for this next to left shit
I'm I-N-D, E-P-E, N-D-E-N-T
B-boy, document
And it won't be long till everybody know that
Try rockin' back and forth it might be easier to get your shit out!
Stereo stompin', defeatin' me is like
If you think my shit done changed
The B-boys rock the document and said B-Boys rock the document do it
Wackest M C's, we pee on those
What? What? What? What?
You can collect your little petty cash advance hoe
No need to impede The High and Mighty mystique
B-boy, do-do-document
It's on fire tonight, everything on my side is lookin' alright
And the poppers was poppin', and the breakers was breakin'
Transcribe the live, the Mos, Def init-ial
Star buck coming through, leavin' any pimp whore less
B-Boys rock the document, do it
Uhh Mr. Eon
I'm back, these rap cats is wildin'
True brand imperial you're hearin' on your stereo
I got plans for this rap game
Put your head in the toilet and look son