Mos Def - My Kung Fu Lyrics
[ INTRO: Mos Def ]Baba-baba-baba-baba-baba, you been so good to meWhen I was a little boy you were the only one I wanted to beTo be like pa duke and ma dukeHow much I love the both of youI know all the strain we been throughBut it's of no consequence cause I'm comin through[ VERSE 1: Mos Def ]Check itI first stood ???? in the ??Brakalak??In the center of ??Islam??, started ????This had to be about ten years backBefore I ever even heard of a 24 trackTalkin about you was an MC was ??quite the?? moveCause if you said you had skill well then you had to show and proveAnd if there ever was a party, son, yo, I would set itAnd tell the deejay run the beat from (Ultra-magnetic)I grabbed the mic and then I leave the party buzzinTellin all my honeys I was Slick Rick's cousinWhen they knew I wasn't, but I had no shamePa, you know the name, the Mos always had gameBack in the day ?????Brothers knew how to act before glocks and crackAnd Wendy C was doin radio showsAnd 'crossover' meant that you wore your mom's clothesWhen Sweet G was talkin about the games that people playI used to sit back and say: yeah indeed, somedayAnd as I grew older my kung fu grew betterInstead of shootin the humbles I was shootin ????And now my time has comeAnd now hip-hop's an industry polluted by bumsPosin with guns they're puffin mad bluntsAiyo, brothers just started rhymin last monthThey gettin fat deals on any major labelWhen they only see other people hold the mic cableFive years ago when peoples danced to houseWhen the deejay played hip-hop then you walked outBut now you're hard, talkin about you paid mad duesI used to see your ass ???? wearin platform shoesI ain't confused, who you think you're foolin with that ????You ain't genuine, so don't waste your timeRiffin over here cause here ain't no chanceThat you could break the sound, son, you ain't that advancedTimes are gettin critical across the land???? the b-boy, introduce the b-man, understand?The M-O-S D is who I am, now check it out, y'all[ CHORUS ]My kung fu is the style you haven't mastered[ VERSE 2: DCQ ]At the age of 18 made a little moneyAnd I needed some advice on how to live my lifeWas goin through strife, people couldn't understandThat I was comin into my own, becomin a manI had to have a plan cause I know what I'm here forSo I can't waste time, y'allGotta be on the ball and represent for my peeps(Where?) in the streetsI make beats and kick facts over fat tracksIt's all of that from the ??Brakalak??Goin through problems as a adolescentA lot of troubles and turmoils, there was persistenceAnd I know that I stutterBut it don't matter cause I'm a bad -I flip a verse either backwards, sidewaysI rocks my [edited] from here, Mondays, FridaysSaturdays and I get a weekend offMy [edited] ain't soft(Well, excuse me, baby)You paid your dues cause I'm the bossSo mother[edited] Bruce Springsteen and Diana RossBecause they know what the time isI rock [edited] for the fly kids, b-men, bouncin ?? bombasticsKick it drastic, you get tossed like an ash, kidYouknowmsayin?[ CHORUS ][ VERSE 3: Ces ]Well, I'm sleek and I freak a beatFor you and your peeps to bump inside your jeepsYour Acura, Honda or whateverBump it in the Benzi and get your head togetherStrollin down the F.D.R.Playin the microphone starDeep in your carWith the thump-diddy-thump-da-thump-da-thump-thumpPop up the trunk and let the bass bumpIf you ain't got a ride, well, that's alrightLet the U keep you company on your hikeTrekin down the ave. with your headphones onTake em off for a sec, you still feel goneYou're pressin rewind, many, many timesI must rock the mic cause it's only rightComin right up offa Eastern groundThis is how you get down, I hope you like the soundThermo offering number oneThere's more in store, there's more to comeWe far from done, no, the show ain't overSo when we comin through don't say I never told yaThat[ CHORUS ]
