Soundbombing Freestyle

[DJ Evil Dee] Uh, this is Side 2, Evil Dee in your area Rawkus, every four minutes of dump flavored Now and Laters *laughs* and ass-crack Oreos (ready, ready) -interlude- [Talib Kweli] *laughs* Throw your hands in the air, and wave em like you just don't care And if you, love the truth, and you livin proof Let me hear you say "oh yeah" And you don't stop, and you don't quit, and you don't stop And you don't quit, and you don't quit It's Talib Kweli I'm the ultimate Got my man Mos Def and he's freakin shit Listen to the way the beat gets intricate Anybody who is illiterate, probably will never even consider it Yo, Evil Dee what up? my name is Talib Kweli That's Mos Def on the Wurlitzer Yo, this is futuristic Soundbombing, welcome Please do not hold onto the doors (Ladies and gentlemen, we would like to introduce A very interesting young man who's traveled from very far away To be with us tonight) [Mos Def] (yes, yes) yo yo yo yo (yes) yo yo Aiyyo Kweli I heard there's a function goin on at the D&D Some things that I gotta see, heard that the Rawkus click Was doin some ill shit wit my man Evil, and the rest of my people Is you wit it? [Kweli] I'm always wit it, always forget it If you a MC, you couldn't get wit it, you too dim-witted MC's come to and try to diss this Chicks want Kweli for Christmas, on they wish list Here we come through, kick the lyrical swiftness You missed this, again it's over your head Now I send it, over to my friend Mos Def MC's got no fuckin rhymes left [Mos Def] *phone rings* Hello, yes I got the call, don't need no answering machine at all I got a, Caller ID to screen my calls So I can see who's tryin to speak to me cuz frequently A lot of cats try to get in touch but I don't want to be in they clutch I got my man Kweli who I love very much, and such and such My man, Rawkus click, we on some ill shit [Kweli] I call 7-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh Don't want to say his number, MC's is in slumber Yo they wakin up they takin up too much time Mos Def, I got to get in touch wit and get a Dutch And then head over to his crib and say "Yo look what these kids did, and I had my kids at my crib" And I can't believe they tried to roll up on my like that MC's come through because they always lookin wack [Mos Def] They always lookin wack cuz look at the way they dress Thinkin you a Mister you must be a Miss I'm watchin the slip underneath your skirt Steppin to me like that kid you only get hurt Son I stand five-ten wit the open palms, I'm droppin bombs Wit the, urban songs and I never stay calm when I kick it A matter of fact I get type wicked and very specific [Kweli] And exquisite wit the beat, MC's is incomplete They ain't like whole wheat, I need to eat More of that for my nutrition, MC's catchin coniptions They readin the writin on the wall like an Egyptian Comin through is my verbal mission, to try to track you down It's the MC formerly known as Genesis You will remember this, it's your verbal nemesis Yo, Mos Def is [Mos Def] Yo my style is original like fingerprints I been down ever since, make you Reminisce like Pete Rock When the beat drop, kids stop to listen Because they hear the verbs glisten I'll play your opposition like a fullback, I got the full pack Just like a convict on lock, the beat never stop And we come on time like a clock, this is the real hip-hop [Kweli] The real hip-hop, try to test me, you get stomped Why try, you get caught up in the paparazzi like Princess Di Yo, come through we always lookin fly MC's try to come up to me, they singin lullabyes They on a plantation, I'll free you like Emancipation From that thought you have is makin your mind needin some sanatation I'm fillin the schools up like asbestos It's best that you leave my premesis [Mos Def] And what's better, is to make cheddar And try to get yo shit together I freak it wherever and whenever just like Maxwell The style that I got will tax well Yo that just bomb, but I don't spend my time Focusin on mistakes, I feed breaks This is the way that we make, and sound hype When we stand on the mic [Kweli] We focus on true, we never dwell and hate [DJ Evil Dee] Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh UH!