- Votes:
 - Composers:
 - Shawn Mallory Jones
 - Dante Smith
 
- Genres:
 - Hip-Hop
 
- Tags:
 - mos def
 - rap
 - underground hip hop
 
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Mos Def - Universal Magnetic lyrics
Yeah, ha, ha, ha
 A B 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 Kool-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 dream
 It's a living dream, it's a living dream, 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
 Mos Def - Universal Magnetic - http://motolyrics.com/mos-def/universal-magnetic-lyrics.html
 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 wanna 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 [unverified] 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' earths
 (Bitches)
 But most of y'all brothers is livin' with 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
 (Hoo)
 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















