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Zimzallabim Lyrics - New Danger - Mos Def

Yo I'm live with it, low, middle, the high with it 

And that's how I'ma live and die with it 

Hold up and down your spine with it 

Like Zimzallabim, Jack Johnson, yes my dog, right with them! 

The most special, most ghetto, most method, most valuable 

Rep my avenue like is the damn state capital 

Coming shadows to mind, a better mark of rap-ness 

On slaves who high jacked the slave ships 

The hackers who remapped the matrix 

And built the road back to basics 

And get ya all off that strain shit 

You know this other cats run game with, it's tainted 

Consider this the moment that changed it, now! 

Jack john's stand strong never bow down 

Back off or get clapped dog right about pow 

For east to the west,up north to down south 

We show you how to really make mosh pit bounce 

Show you how the gritty make the ghetto wild out 

First letters that I wrote when I sketch the script down 

I'm live with it 

Low, middle, the high with it 

And that's how I'ma live and die with it 

I shine with it, rhyme with it, reveal and recognize with it 

The ghetto know what time is it, when I spit it 

Me 9-semi, an iron lion strike with it 

See Dr. Know string a knot and make 'em ride with it 

 

And look alive 

Ghetto rock with me 

Look alive 

Ghetto rock with me 

Aha yeah 

Throw it up 

Ghetto rock with me 

Show it up 

Ghetto rock with me 

 

Born to rock, since my pawn shift rise ? 

Rock the booze water on any bully on your block 

My flow tighter than a big titties halter top 

Doper than a Floyd flake that they bought they pops 

Since I bright a con duke of course I'm not 

My sharp mind join the dots and blow they plots 

A lot of cats talk noise a lot, but then the noise is stopped 

When the heavy sound voice in charge 

And this is no Limp Bizkit this is jack's fat cock 

Loaded up slightly back, ghetto black rock 

Brooklyn got bomb-rush that you can't stop 

These the hungry hands that goin' snatch your cash box 

I never gave a second what on "the fuck is with y'all?" 

Cause my first thought covered it all 

You whack! 

And I don't care what you sound since not mumbling y'all 

Cause you can't do me nothing at all 

Which means, you can't shine my shoes watch my drawers 

Clean my cloth walk my dog moan my loan 

On other words dude I don't need shit from them 

All I got is hard rhymes and hot spit for them 

And yeah, I got the country new (rat) for them 

See how dark it can get for them? 

Tell their mommas THAT'S IT for them 

Get the flowers, they'll sing for them 

A sad story how it'll end for them 

That's what you get for not listenin' fire! 

And a long rest in kumbayah 

You stand strong you can't move higher 

You move in "how we all can move higher?" 

Ready to roll like new tire 

Well I can show you who the true lion 

True power move quiet through the understanding of the science 

 

We live with it, no middle, the high with it 

And that's how we goin' live and die with it 

Now ride with it 

Yeah, ghetto rock with me 

Ghetto rock with me 

Ghetto rock with me 

Ghetto rock! Ghetto 

Motherfuckers! 

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