The Universal Magnetic

Lyrics

[Intro Freestyle] Yeah, ha ha ha A– B-boys rock the world CD's and tapes help generate papes E-F is the end part of "Def" G – good, H is what style be When I grab the microphone and MC Roll off the tongue like L-M-N-O-P And when I am done, you will agree Mos Def represent, most definitely Jeans is what I used to rock in '83 Drank up all the Kool-Aid at the block party Used to wish I could break with Rock Steady Watched Tenspeed and Brown Shoe on TV But now it's not dis and it's on like this My name is Mos Def, this is good as it gets Baby, I make you rub your mitts like sardines and grits My shit still hit, even when the record skip Even when the record skip Even when the record skip I don't quit, I don't quit We 'bout to make this one the sure hit Shawn J., make the party people feel it [Interlude: sample] "Ladies and gentlemen, we'd like to introduce a very Interesting young man, that has traveled from very far Away to be with us tonight..." [Intro 2] There is such a place that creates such a melody Brooklyn! Go ladies! It's a living dream, it's a living dream, it's a living dream Love like this! [Verse 1] Recognize all area crew Whether you speak Japanese or Goonie Goo Goo Son, when I come through, other rappers boo-hoo 'Cause they know they style's soft like baby doo-doo I will continue to hit like a fifth of Stolichnaya Putting jokers on ice to get the cream like Breyers No secret, Mos Def is the one the hon's admire I get in my stance and set the dance on fire Spread out my wings and I take the world higher Peace to the fam Magnetic in the Chi Jah-Born, Tyshaun, and my man Ato (Word!) And all my other clan who reside in the Zoo Got the celebrated oatmeal broadcast brew Mos Def gon' keep it naked like Unfufu ("Eddie!") Words adhere to the tape like Krazy Glue So when they bounce out of speakers they stick to you The way that I communicate is non-typical But eye-level like a 3-D visual I hold the mic extension, exhibit level and dimension And radiate the space like a upright bass Yo, son – I leave crews laced and escape with no trace Sound official like the finish time at a horse race Here to put it in place, for the nine-uno-seis Mos Def set the pace, make your fam give chase (Aha!) [Hook] Raise your hands in the air, everybody get with it Universal magnetic, b-boy scientific It's like that and you don't stop It go on to the rhythm, you don't stop Raise your hands in the air, everybody get with it The universal magnetic – b-boy! Scientific, y'all, you don't stop It go on to the rhythm, you don't stop [Verse 2] Baby, it's in my chromosomes to rock! microphone sets Who wanna test the M-O-S? Just leave that shit alone I make no bones or pause about dropping bars Make the world fall sway under the Mos Def – yes! I ring the alarm like Tenor Saw My style hella raw, I keep it raw bone like Skeletor And you should go and tell your clientele That they need to get the message like Melle Mel I got the shit on lock like a death row cell And if I ain't a b-boy, Premier never used a bell ({*brrng brrng*}) So tell your poor ass crew to retire Before I make they ass catch fire like Richard Pryor Non-descriptive fiending for riches, calling Earths bitches But most of y'all brothers is living with ya mothers The boogie man yanking up your covers (Woo!) Sharper than some new box cutters, on Parkay's and butters And Stevie Wonder's – to make you run and tell the others The beat lovers – a-play my jam like the numbers Son, I rock the globe, like I rocked your boat (Ha ha!) 'Bout to tap it on your shoulder 'cause you got to know [Hook] Now raise your hands in the air, everybody get with it The universal magnetic, b-boy scientific Like that and you don't stop It go on to the rhythm, you don't stop And raise your hands in the air, everybody get with it Universal magnetic – b-boy! (Ooh!) Scientific, y'all, you don't stop It go on to the rhythm, you don't stop Now raise your hands in the air, everybody get with it Universal magnetic, b-boy scientific Like that (That!) and you don't stop It go on to the rhythm (Word!), you don't stop Raise your hands in the air, everybody get with it The universal magnetic – in a b-boy stance