Oh No Lyrics - Black On Both Sides - Mos Def

Yeah, one for the treble 

Two for the bass 

Welcome to the great incredible paper chase 

Keep your boots laced if you want to keep pace 

Oh no 

Niggas ain't scared to hustle 

It's been seven days, the same clothes 

Ask them originals cause they know 

Mos Def, Nate Dogg, and Pharoahe 

Step away from the mic they too cold 

The funk might fracture your nose 

Say my name, say my name 

Observe how I stake my claim 

I independently laid down and played my game 

My own two raise my flame 

'Cause dick ridin' ain't my thing 

I earned what they said I wouldn't 

I got it the way they said I couldn't 

But now I'm gettin' it and their whole grill is crooked 

Mad cause I'm getting caked out from my bookings 

When ya'll was askin' permission I just stepped up and took it 

What!? The kid's better buy my rookie card now 

'Cause after this year the price ain't comin' down 

And if you got a joint bubbling then get money now 

'Cause in a minute there's gonna be some real trouble coming out 

Just a warning, as usual some cats won't heed it 

The hard headed always gotta feel it to believe it 

It's a shame that jealous gays is too short to see it 

But when their face hit the cement, they nod in agreement 

We could play nice and decent 

Or dirty like the 7-1 precinct 

Call it a day or make it a long evening 

You keep on scheming, making me some more reasons 

To have the women in your mama's church screamin' "Lord Jesus!" 

Harder than ya'll cause I'm smarter than ya'll 

I know that deep down it's got to be bothering ya'll 

Pay attention, watch fly gon' get larger than ya'll 

Put your pride on the rocks, make you swallow it all 

The mathematic problem for y'all, it just get harder to solve 

Every day that the saga evolve 

The do or die stay rumbling and bumbling hard 

And when we move, we ain't got no discussion at all 

East coast on your neck and you ain't shrugging it off 

Try to bullyfoot and end up stumbling off 

I'm Daddy Brooklyn, y'all niggas are the sons of New York 

Getting spanked when there's too much trouble to talk 

Respect mine 

Oh no 

Look at who they let in the back door 

From Long Beach to Brooklyn they know 

We rock from the east to west coast 

Queens salute (they know) 

Step away from the mic they too cold 

The funk might fracture your nose 

Very contagious raps should be trapped in cages 

Through stages and wackness, foul rats is blazin' 

And it amazes me how you claim thug, 

But go two ways without Skytell pagers 

I'm intellectual, pass more essays 

Than motorcade police parades through East L.A. 

More beef then deli's 

Thus what I vent is just, what you lust to vent is irrel' 

Halleluja, Pharoahe marching through ya 

Maintain the same frame of mind school ya 

Get the picture, sit ya, seat ya, greet ya with scriptures 

I'ma quit the rip ya reach ya 

Pharoahe and Mos is verbal osmosis 

Coast to coast, we boast to be the most explosive here 

Ferocious, the lyrical prognosis 

The dose is just leaving you mentally unfocused here 

Emcee's just come on 'round 

You're the next contestants on "catch a beat down" 

Don't be hesitant sound cracks to sediment 

It's evident we're medicine for your whole town 

Sky's the limit, game's definite when I'm in it 

All window's is tinted, how you seeing me when I'm in it 

Rap, we got it on lock man, stop that 

Put that mic back down, boy, drop that 

Pharoahe's slows blows shows like afros 

We hate ya'll though 

That's why Nate Dogg goes 

Oh no 

Niggas ain't scared to hustle 

It's been seven days the same clothes 

Ask them originals cause they know 

Mos Def, Nate Dogg, and Pharoahe 

Step away from the mic they too cold 

The funk might fracture your nose 

Oh no 

Niggas ain't scared to hustle 

It's been seven days the same clothes 

Ask them originals cause they know 

Mos Def, Nate Dogg, and Pharoahe 

Step away from the mic they too cold 

The funk might fracture your nose 

Oh no 

Look at who they let in the back door 

From Long Beach to Brooklyn they know 

We rock from the east to west coast 

Queens salute (they know) 

Step away from the mic they too cold 

The funk might fracture your nose