Body Rock

Lyrics

[Intro: Mos Def] Aight, ugh, alright, you gotta slow down, I'm tryin' to... Aight, yo, I, oh, I only took a little bit of Spanish, you gotta... Aight, I hear what you're sayin', but, yo, aight, okay Alright, okay, alright, okay, okay Alright, okay (I'm feelin' you), okay Alright okay, alright, okay, okay Alright okay (I'm feelin' you), yo [Refrain: Mos Def] Yo, all my people in Brooklyn and you know we're hot, I say... (Don't stop the Body Rock) All my people in Queens, and the land in between, say we... (Don't stop the Body Rock) Shaolin and L.I., son, you know we're fly, say we... (Don't stop the Body Rock) From the East to the West, son, we'll take it to your chest, say we... (Don't stop the Body Rock) Check me out, y'all [Verse 1: Mos Def] I'm in the lab with Ab', I got the pen, the pad My man T-A-S-H take it to yo' breastplate It's the Mighty Mos Def, complete the trilogy Just shot myself a dime, see, are you feelin' me? Son, I'm wicked and nice when I'm on facility Lemme take a sec to review what I wrote ("...Mos Def, and the sound far fetched") — Okay, it's dope! Let's record this! (Record this!) They gon' award this! (Award this!) And all area crew is gon' applaud this (Applaud this!) {*clapping*} And when we step to the plate, pah, it's flawless My man T-A-S-H, the style glory great (Great... great, great... great, great) [Verse 2: Tash] And up next, we got CaTash with that West Coast rhymin' Bombin' niggas with the style as dangerous as mountain climbin' (Ahhhhhhh!!!) 'Cause the Alkie words I'm spittin' be twistin' while you listenin' Plus I'm in this motherfucker with the Likwit coalition (Woo!) That'll leave you in positions, twisted backwards like yoga While you starin' down my throat like, "Is he drunk or is he sober?!" (Who knows!) All I know is Tash got flows (Woo!) And got the technique to get the ladies out of they clothes I've been overly exposed to the forty-oh's and chickens So I'ma keep it pumpin' 'til the beat stop kickin' Or 'til the plot thickens, 'cause this is how we do CaTashtrophe, Mos Def, and the brother man Q! [Verse 3: Q-Tip, (Mos Def)] What's up, Tash? Aiyyo, Tip can't call it Chill as Mos is Def, and you Alkaholik (Right) I'ma be servin' that thing that's worth dealin' (Uh-huh) Hypodermically, shoot up your feelin' (Uh) Figuratively speakin', of course, now (Right) Old and greediness seekin' this course, now (Uh) What we gonna do? (What?) Eradicate them Shoo' them from the jam, they be diseased phlegm [Chorus: Mos Def] Tash Love — are you ready to rock the mic? Q-Tip — are you ready to rock the mic? Mos Def — are you ready to rock the mic? We got the universal style that you got to like! And ain't nobody steppin' up when we got the mic So turn the A.C. up 'cause it's hot tonight! And 'til the bright early morn', we be rockin you alllllllll Don't stop the Body Rock! [Verse 4: Tash, Mos Def] 'Cause I'm next to flex And I'm technically advanced to turn you on like cybersex So in less than (Uh) two secs (Uh), I blind MC's like Thomas Dolby With the science that'll leave they brain cells fryin' slowly ("SCIENCE!") So slowly, I flow with this express written consent From the undergroundin' niggas, Coast II Coast I represent 'Cause gettin' bent — I do, but I'm doper than sherm Plus the way I put it down could burn the perm off Big Worm! ("Don't play with me, Smokey!") So peep this private screenin' of that Last Action Hero That be freezin' rappers dead in they tracks like Sub-Zero (Zero!) 'Cause Rico ain't no joke, I'll eat yo' flows and yo' beat up Rappers even feel my presence when I'm home with my feet up [Verse 5: Mos Def] What, you – ski'ed up or tree'd up? Relax and pull a seat up Make yo' landlord turn the heat up Got the opposition shook like Tiger Woods about to tee up Son, there is no competition with the clear Mos Definition MC's screamin' now for years, can't rhyme without they mom's permission (Boy!) You just a young'un comin' out, gettin' gassed to run yo' mouth Wildin' on the Runabout – baby pah, you dumbin' out! Barkin' that you want a bout, but, son, you know the come-about When Mos Def blow up and – you don't nuttin' Don't you know nuttin'?!? My crew go huntin' We keep it on the norm, then we transform somethin' And while we do it, you bounce to it The cops wanna stop the Body Rock (But don't do it!) [Verse 6: Q-Tip, (Mos Def)] Dynamite ("DY-NO-MITE!!!") Like Jimmy J.J.  Slobbed down penné, somewhere in L.A. (Aye) Now we got to bond like Voltron (Tron) Tash - you the bomb, Mos - you the bon-ton (Ton) (Thank you, Tip!) Re-peatedly, I must drop on thee (Thee) A-B-S, I bust down, facility (Tee) T-R-A-C-T is the MC (Cee) It's the L.L., inside the place to be (Be) [Chorus: Mos Def] Q-Tip — are you ready to rock the mic? Tash Love — are you ready to rock the mic? Mos Def — are you ready to rock the mic? We got the universal bump you got to like! And ain't nobody steppin' up when we got the mic So turn your A.C. up, 'cause it's hot tonight! And 'til the bright early morn', we'll be rockin' you alllllllll (Don't stop, the Body Rock!) [Refrain: Mos Def] All my people out in Queens, you know you're hot, you say... (Don't stop – the Body Rock!) All my people out in Brooklyn, and you know we're hot, say... (Don't stop – the Body Rock!) Shaolin to L.I., and you know we're fly, say... (Don't stop – the Body Rock!) All the people on the Greens, and the land in between, say... (Don't stop – the Body Rock!) [Outro: Mos Def & crowd] No stoppin'... No stoppin'... Out in Jersey — no stoppin' Philadelph-i-a — no stoppin' Chi-Town, gettin' down (What!) Detroit, USA — no stoppin' And Cali — no stoppin' And the great V.A. — no stoppin' I says – no stoppin' (Huh-huh, huh-huh, uh-huh-huh) I said, the Brooklyn sound — no stoppin' And the Boogie Down — no stoppin' L.I. and Queens — no stoppin' And you see Medina Greens — no stoppin' You know we, Lyricist Lounge — no stoppin' And my man, Abstract — no stoppin' Except we never do wack — no stoppin' Uh-huh-ha, you don't stop, the Body Rock Duh-duh–uh, don't stop