Basix - Nosson Zand

Yeah, you know who it be, yo

The kid from the Bean rolling in on the d-lo

Some say he got a shot, but it sure ain’t a free-throw

But I got sixteen and I’m ready to reload

They got my family in the dungeon like Cee Lo

I’m trying to break free though

And warn all the people 'bout evil

Yell it from the top of the steeple

I built it from the ground so my sound Home Depot

Plus I got Crates and Barrels full of carols

In great peril, I aim arrows to break Pharaoh

Life’s a bridge and it’s way narrow

So play the hand you were dealt, but the cards, yo they ain’t tarot

Ain’t no hocus pocus, gotta focus

Just like the days of the plagues, but no locusts

Between us and G-d, there’s oceans and I know

That the Torah’s the boat, so thank G-d for Moses, yo

It’s so basic, we all on assignment

To elevate minds, divine realignment

It’s so basic, we all on assignment

To elevate minds, divine realignment

It’s so basic, we all on assignment

To elevate minds, divine realignment

Faith’s only blind if you closing your eyelids

To elevate minds, divine realignment

Yeah, you know where I be at

I big-up the Bean without wearing a «B» hat

The Green line D took me back on a «T» track

To lift up the scene without fear of the feedback

I shake hands with fans, but I don’t need dap

I need the truth revealed, but I don’t need rap

I need you to fill up, you on «E», man

Being how ya being, no estan bien

Seeing through the fog, move like a shooting star

Know you gotta follow the rules no matter who you are

Bounce like a moving car, everybody moving y’all

All my people right on, the money ain’t the root of all evil

When your yetzer’s cocked diesel, the shock seize you

By the collar, don’t even bother to holler «I need you»

Impossible, sound the alarm, people

To defeat a large demon that’s breathing in all people

I watch heads bounce to the beat, don’t just bounce in ya seat

I got a hundred thousand pounds of that heat

Just to kosher the grubbing, a toast to the coming

I koshered the flow like you kosher an oven

I’m wholesale, you retail, put on ya seat belt

And feel what he felt to step outside and make the street melt

Through outreach we teach how the truth’s really in you

But deep down, so the freestyle blow the speaks out

He spit a little rhyme and riddim with G-d's wisdom

But walks with a little bit of «ditty-bop» in him

With a high-priest and some Levis, but not denim

To the top of the hip-hop charts, so march with him

Through the darkness, where the sharks are swimming

I rock concerts across from where the Sox are winning

Ay yo, regardless, only got a Boston-minute

Please y’all do not forget it, ay yo