Mos Def - Oh No Lyrics
Mos def]Yeah..One for the treble, two for the bassWelcome to the great incredible paper chaseKeep your boots laced if you want to keep paceOh noNiggas aint scared to hustleIts been seven days, the same clothesAsk them originals cause they knowMos def, nate dogg, and pharoaheStep away from the mic they too coldThe funk might fracture your nose[mos def]Say my name, say my nameObserve how I stake my claim, I independently lay it downAnd played my game, my own two raise my flameCause dick ridin aint my thangI earned what they said I wouldntI got it the way they said I couldntBut now Im gettin it and they whole grill is crookedMad cause Im gettin caked out from my bookingsWhen yall was askin permission I just stepped up and took itWhat!? the kids better buy my rookie card nowCause after this year the price aint comin downAnd if you got a joint bubblin then get money nowCause in a minute, theres gonna be some real trouble comin outJust a warnin, as usual some cats wont heed itThe hard headed always gotta feel it to believe itIts a shame that jealous gays is too short to see itBut when they face hit the cement, they nod in agreementWe could play nice and decent, or dirty like the 7-1 precinctCall it a day or make it a long eveninYou keep on schemin, man give me some more reasonTo have the women in your mamas church screamin lord jesus!Harder than yall cause Im smarter than yallI know that deep down its got to be bothering yallPay attention, watch fly gon get larger than yallPut your pride on the rocks, make you swallow it allThe mathematic problem for yall, it just get harder to solveEvery day that the saga evolveThe do or die stay rumblin and bumblin hardAnd when we move, we aint got no discussion at allEast coast on your neck and you aint shruggin it offTry to bullyfoot and end up stumblin offIm daddy brooklyn, yall niggaz are the sons of new yorkGettin spanked when theres too much trouble to talkRespect mineOh noLook at who they let in the back doorFrom long beach to brooklyn they knowWe rock from the east to west coastQueens salute to pharoahe (you know)Step away from the mic they too coldThe funk might fracture your noseVery contagious raps should be trapped in cagesThrough stages of wackness, pharoahes raps are blazinAnd it amazes - me how you claim thugBut go two-ways without skytel pagersIm intellectual, pass more essays/esesThan motorcade police parades through east l.a.More beef then delis, thus what I vent is justWhat you lust to vent is irreleHuh, hallelujah, pharoahe monchll do yaMaintain the same frame of mind - screw ya!Get the picture, sit ya, seat ya, preacher with scripturesIm equipped to rip ya, reach yaPharoahe and mos is verbal osmosisCoast to coast, we boast to be the most explosive hereFerocious, the lyrical prognosisThe dosage is leavin you mentally unfocused hereMcs just - come on roundYoure the next contestants on catch-a-beat-downDont be hesitant, sound cracks the sedimentIts evident we medicine for your whole townSkys the limit, games infinite when Im in itAll windows is tinted, how you seein me when Im in it?Rap, we got it on lock man, stop thatPut that mic back down, boy, drop thatPharoahes flows blows shows like afrosWe hate yall though, thats why nate dogg goes:-nate dogg:Oh noNiggas aint scared to hustleIts been seven days, the same clothesAsk them originals cause they knowPharoah and mos verbalize most from coast to coast step away from the mic theyToo coldThe funk might fracture your nose(2x)Oh noLook at who they let in the back doorFrom long beach to brooklyn they knowWe rock from the east to west coastQueens salute to pharoahe (you know)Step away from the mic they too coldThe funk might fracture your nose
