Mos Def Freestyle Lyrics - Mos Def

Hear me, see me 

Welcome to Soundview projects 

Bronx, New York, 10473 

Intersection action ribs touching 

New gutter smacks replacing the whole Dutchman 

Loose Mamis fucking, they definite land mines 

Dudes with no right hustle throwing gang signs 

Empty in the webbings broke and underpaid 

Fighting federal cases with legal aids 

The unlit stage tonight performing lime desires to eat 

Can get you in a 8 by 5, the Corner's younger 

I smell, feel, touch and taste they hunger 

Next in line to rep these street signs to they blunder 

Under, wiping tears from his eyes facing the felony 

These niggaz wanna be pistol Pete without the penalty 

His last words, promise me this much in death 

Don't let my boy live to retrace my steps 

Minne, stay safe, move quiet and get it 

If you encounter opposition get a inch from they face with it 

Later amigo, digest the day to end discreetly 

Sex money and boss 

My ties to hear me see me 

True villain 

Face covered, driving gloves 

Commit by my lonely when push comes to shove 

They say that grown men lay on they prey 

Took shorts in the street 

Came back and made up for that with that white sheet 

Revenge is best served cold 

Get it the same way you give it 

This ain't fear I just need to get away with it 

Son, stop over here, you looking at me like I'm lame 

But I'm looking at y'all like y'all call this the drug game 

Grand child hosing sims 

Put the heroin in Queens 

Put pops freeman on in the early seventies 

I sat in rooms with money machines 

Drugs sitting 3 feet off of the floor 

Cover the smell of the raw 

Chest moves like bars scale my connects untimely 

King Henry from 12th street flooded the Bronx in the 90's 

03 scene MVP and one accord 

Boss makes decision, paper wins awards 

See me, hear me 

Welcome to Brooklyn, New York City 11206 

Roosevelt projects, wild rose water the plant 

Son, you know what it is 

From the moment that you come over the bridge 

And if you don't ride with me 

I'm gonna show you some shit 

I'ma show you where my niggaz stay sure on the mix 

I'ma show you where the pain and the poetry is 

Ghetto young's spend a lot of time alone in the crib 

BET on the screen, walls and posters of big 

Hustlers getting dough sitting low on the 6 

Blazing up the ambro glow over they wrist 

Hop in the game knowing the risk 

Still down to load up they clip 

Gamblers with hopes of rolling the trip 

But when you hear head crack there ain't no rolling again 

Snatch the dice and everything you want is going it in 

This how it happens, good people, bad habits 

Diabetics, crack addicts, asthmatics 

Searching for the truth leaping through the holy tablet 

The bible, the Quran, or the Ten crack Commandments 

Speak on it God, what's today's mathematics 

The five day forecast, the Dow Jones average 

The price of beer, cigarettes, bread, milk and pampers 

Life is a test and we all got the answer 

The streets keep calling its hard not answer 

And on my Government, my attribute, my all 

So it's only natural I holla black and respond 

Brooklyn stand up and make 'em all sit down 

I call but no [Incomprehensible] we do not fuck around 

That's what it is 

All day 

That's what is niggaz 

Official, official 

That's how it is niggaz 

BX, Bk live all day 

Get with it 

Grown man business