Released: October 10, 2009

Featuring: Yasiin Bey Black Thought Eminem

Songwriter: Yasiin Bey Black Thought Eminem

Producer: DJ Premier

[Intro: Mos Def]
Peace, welcome to this cypher
Black Dante, Black Thought, Eminem
We in Brooklyn, I gotta do this for Brooklyn
Listen, real quick, yo

[Verse 1: Mos Def]
For sinners, saints and scramblers and gamblers
And dirty money handlers, dignitaries and champions, narcotic traffickers
Talented number runners and racketeers
Stars of stage, page and cameras, slang swingers and swaggerers
Double barrels and Derringers, automatics and miracles
Europe, Asia, and Africa, all the time in America
Atlantic, Ashland, Albemarle to Albany
Bridge into Baltic, Bedford Ave, Bergen Street
Clinton to Cadman, Church Ave to Clarendon
Road to Central Avenue, Cooper House, Cypress
And live from Bedford-Stuyvesant
The livest high flyingest pilot bombardier from Pyrrhus
Stationed live and direct, Medina mastermind set
Ya can't lock my set, now lock off, cool
Peace to the nation of the Gods and the Earths
And the Sun, Moon and Stars, furthermore born knowledge go hard

[Verse 2: Black Thought]
Remix, rising up out of the flames like a phoenix
Straining to carry the weight of my brain like a genius
Knowing I'm sowing seeds
Let's see whose thumb is the greenest
If I said it I mean it
And did it because I need it
Eat, sleep it, and bleed it
Write it down and then read it
Asphalt to the cement
Your trash talk is deleted
Blastoff, I lay them out like a Tempurpedic
Black Thought, I told you I'ma win eventually
This unsung, underrated, under appreciated
The one them underachievers had underestimated
Finally graduated from something that's so hated
To one of the most sacred, nobody gonna take it
Face it, I keep doing it well
Doing it sans assistance, is do it yourself
Doing it below the radar, we doing it stealth
Doing it again for Illadelph and who else
But check it out
Y'all see him on a job, see my eyes focused where the prize be
I'm like Martin Luther King, you like Rodney
The difference is I give it everything inside me
Dear Diary, my fans still swear by me
Even though I'm late night now like here's Johnny
Swimming with them great whites now is how to find me
Funny how it break right down but never mind me
I'm forever grimy, guess it's just Philly shining
Rock rolla, bi-polar like Phyllis Hyman

[Verse 3: Eminem]
Like a dope fiend
Opening up a bottle of dopamine, you’re just hoping
He don’t get rope for your throat to choke anything
Oh and just think how dope he could be if he smoked anything
Oh, there goes the bell, the sound of the opening ding
I hit you as hard as barbiturates in the ribs
With a switch and stitch you at the same time before you can flinch to it
My **** is so big, if I add another inch to it
You would swear when I ***** you that you was actually into it
I'm not a baller but you can bet your ******* bottom dollar
That I remember when I was without a dollar bill in my wallet
Now watch me kill a koala while I maul a chihuahua
Bum a pill off of Paula like, "Let me holler at you, mama"
It's like I'm off the bombom when I bring the ******* drama
Used to bomb ya like Saddam but now that I'm a little calmer
I'm a ******* cross between Osama, Dahmer, Obama
And Dalai Lama, tell Miley I'm a knight in shining armor
Mail a gift to Taylor Swift's trailer a picture of my genitalia
With a note saying, "*****, I can't wait to **** ya"
Drug paraphernalia, beware, the werewolf will kill ya
That's him in the sheep's clothes, he just shaved his hair off, Cecilia
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