[Mos Def]
Pull up to ya spot on low
Shine brighter than all 'a they cats they got on glow
Layin the cut like they not gon' know
Cuz if I gotta make a move dawg they not gonna know
This door marked private this is not fo' show
It's Mos Def what you call real fo' sho'
Is they what you call gangsta, hell no
They get a lil' pitchgo snitch to the po'
They all talk fastthey all think slow
I Mos Definite NOT think so
Flood ya city with the black ink flow
And my crew ain't scared to let them things go
So, stop with the nonsense, like keep conscious
I'm just awake dawg, I'm doin' great dawg
I don't play games so I'don' playa hate'cha'll
Get it straightget the fuck up out my face dawg
I'm like the second plane that made the tower's face off
That shit that lets you know it's really not a game dawg
Your grindmy grind ain't the same, dawg
I'm the catalogue, you the same song
So coolol' school like 8-4
The one ya lil mami windin' up her waist for
The name that real niggaz got they hands raised for
MeMini got ya block yellow taped off

Don't push me (get off)
'Cuz I'm close - to the streets,
to the beats, the bitches, the niggaz,
the women, the children, the workers,
the killers, the addicts, the dealers
the quiet, the livest, the realest
- And that's close

Don't push me, cuz I'm close
To the edge, back, middle,front
Strong back shit liftin' it up
From the bigthe small
I'm like J. Brown, Gettin' Involved

But when I'm lettin' off a round don't get in the cross
Have ya preacher man speakin' low gettin' his cross
Tell a wild cowboy not to get off they horse
Before they find out the town law is strictly enforced
It's a real bad way to get ya name in the Source
Testin' the limits of a dangerous force, Ya ended up dumb famousgone, Your people shoutin' out ya name in they song. Pourin' liquor on the day you was born, Find paint to put ya face on the wall.
C'mon fall back, there's no need for all that
It's all good, we all here, goin' all out, all out,
All day, listen when this song say

Don't push me 'cuz I'm close - To the streets,
to the beats, the bitches, the niggaz,
the women, the children, the workers,
the killers, the addicts, the dealers
the quiet, the livest, the realest
- And that's close

Don't push me, cuz I'm close
To the edge, back, middle,front
Strong back shit liftin' it up
From the bigthe small
I'm like J. Brown +Gettin' Involved+
Now get yours

[Hook]
Boom diggy bang-di-bang-di, boom bang diggy [repeated 24x]