Next Universe - Mos Def

Light up the sky like the 4th of July

Everything in this life son, they’ve got two sides

It’s part one (part one) part two (part two)

Get together with my crew, and we gon' do

Whatever we’ve got to do, uh-huh-UH!

Feast for Hi-Teknological, neurological

It’s unstoppable, check it out.

I’m fantastic, FURIOUS like the Five from B’lawn

Brooklyn phenom'

Diss all peons, flow for eons

Mos Def is beyond, in fact, most cats can agree on

'Cause we on the same frequency

If not, change your dial and get on it

I flip on this here beat, then the re-bonics

Keep heat like Hamid’s weed speech

Hit the deep street sonnets, who want it?

Hoppin' dancin' so sonic, you need tonics

Don’t get yours from your schoolboy comets

All blazin' on your man, chronic

I twist the hard caps back to blue bonnets

I repeat -- WHO WANT IT?

Daytime on the list of time on the tradition, of combustion

Ignition, propulsion, put MC’s on expulsion

The principle, YOUR academics inadmissible

You’re indefensible, my style is so comprehensible

Cats take it to heart like a ventricle

You temporary like a weather pattern

Forgot I’m like you never happened

Don’t ever say «Whatever happened to Mos?»

My light shine boast from the East to the Left Coast

North and South both, 'cause it sound DOPE

Boy, your voice sound CHOKED

With the next man’s style between your teeth, tongue and throat

Like *SOUND EFFECT*

Got to wash your mouth out with soap

My penstroke, is leavin' other men broke

What I invoke is never asleep, ever woke

It controls the soul of your foes and kinfolk

Maintainin' my scope from beginning to end quote

Like ba-biti-dabi-dida-da-dah-dah

Pretty High Noon riders get clipped and shot down

Reach behind, Teknological, neurological

Unstoppable, title wave in this shit, we powerful

Now raise your hands in the air now everybody get with it

The Universal, Magnetically

B-Boy Scientific, you don’t stop

It go ON to the rhythm you don’t, bust it!

So raise your hands in the air now everybody get with it

The Universal, Magnetically

You see I’m comin' to the party in the b-boy stance

I rock on the mic.

on the mic, yo

Son, it’s in my chromosomes to rock this, I got this

Watch this!

Assemble mo' raps, tap your pockets

Knock this, stimulate nerve ends and shock wrists

Smart art breakin' apart hearts in darkness

Down for the longest, son, peep the songlist

Radiate enormous, pure peak performance

Vocal chords the strongest, acapella or cordless

Hit town, draw crowds like space shuttle launches

WHOO!

How Def flow -- we gone and

Brooklyn New York make the world moonwalk like John Glenn

Son, I’m sendin' it out, for the short to long haul

Earth sky, left right in between it and all y’all

Now raise your hands in the air now everybody get with it

The Universal, Magnetically

B-Boy Scientific, you don’t stop

It go ON to the rhythm you don’t, bust it!

So raise your hands in the air everybody get with it

The Universal, Magnetically

B-Boy Scientific, you don’t stop

You see I’m comin' to the party in the b-boy stance

I rock on the mic make your girl wanna dance

Fly like a dove, that come from above

From rockin' on the mic and you can call me Mos Love