Universal Magnetic Lyrics - Mos Def

Yeah ha ha ha 

A be boys rock the world 

CD's and tapes help generate papes 

E F is the important 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 

Jesus what I used to rock it in '83 

Drank up all the cool Aid at the block party 

Used to wish I could break the Rock Steady 

Wash this be the 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 lips like sardines and grits 

My what still hits 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 a sure hit 

Sean J. make the party people feel it 

(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) 

Ha ha ha, what uh-huh 

There is such a place, that creates such a melody Brooklyn 

No ladies it's a living G, it's a living G, it's a living G 

Love like this 

Recognize all area crew, whether you speak Japanese or Goony 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 stolen Naya 

Puttin' jokers on ice to get the cream like Breyer 

No secret, Mos Def is the one that hunts a Mya 

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 

Job-on, top Sean and my man Ahtu 

And all my other clan who reside in the Zoo 

Got a celebrated oatmeal broadcast crew 

Mos Def gon keep it naked like Um Fu-Fu (Andy!!) 

Put it here to the tape like crazy glue 

So when they bounce out of speakers they stick to you 

The way that I communicate is non-typical 

But high level like a 3-D visual 

I hold the mic extensive, exhibit level and dimension 

I radiate the space like a up-right bass 

Son I leave crews laced and escape wit 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 

Raise your hands in the air, everybody get wit it 

Universal Magnetic b-boy, scientific 

It's like that and you don't stop 

It goes onto the rhythm you don't stop 

Raise your hands in the air, everybody get wit it 

The Universal Magnetic b-boy, scientific y'all 

You don't stop, it goes onto the rhythm bust it 

Baby it's in my chromosomes to rock 

Microphones sets who want to test the M-O 

Best to leave that nigga alone 

I make no bones or poems about droppin' bars 

I make the world full swing under the Mos Def yes 

I ring the alarm like tennis sore 

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 locked like a Death Row show 

And if I ain't a b-boy, Premier never used a bell (ding ding) 

So tell your boy, (what) crew to retire 

Before I make they ass catch fire like Richard Pryor 

Nondescriptive fiendin' for riches, callin' earth's bitches 

But most of y'all brothers is livin' wit your mothers 

Your Boogie Man yankin' up your covers 

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, and play my jam like the numbers 

Son I rock the globe like I rocked your boat 

I'm 'bout to tap it on your shoulder 'cause you got to know 

Now raise your hands in the air, everybody get wit it 

The Universal Magnetic b-boy, scientific 

Like that, and you don't stop 

It goes onto the rhythm you don't stop 

And raise your hands in the air, everybody get wit it 

Universal Magnetic b-boy, (hooo!!) scientific 

You don't stop, it goes onto the rhythm you don't stop 

Raise your hands in the air, everybody get wit it 

Universal Magnetic b-boy, scientific 

Like that, and you don't stop 

It go onto the rhythm you don't stop 

Now raise your hands in the air everybody get wit it 

The Universal Magnetic in a b-boy stance