Yasiin Bey – Auditorium (ft Slick Rick) Lyrics

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[Intro: Mos Def]
Peace
Uh

Peace (x6)

Power
Uh

Mad liberator..
Def operator..
Rock the data..
Amazing flavor..


[Verse 1: Mos Def]
Yo..The way I feel, sometime it's too hard to sit still
Things are so passionate, times are so real
Sometime I try to chill, mellow down, blowin' smoke
Smile on my face but it's really no joke
You feel it in the street, the people breathe without hope
They goin' through the motion, they dimmin' down the focus

The focus get clear then the light turn sharp
And the eyes grow teary, the mind grow weary

I speak it so clearly, sometime ya don't hear me
I push it past the bass, no nations got ta feel me

I feel it in my bones, black, I'm so wide awake
That I'm hardly ever asleep my flow forever deep
And it's volumes or scriptures when I breathe on a beat
My presence speak volumes before I say a word
I'm everywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb
Cradle to the grave, talk'll lead you loveless hell
Universal ghetto life holla black you know it well

Quiet storm, vital form pen pushed it right across
Mind is a vital force high level right across
Shoulders the lions raw voice is the siren
I swing round, ring out and bring down the tyrant
Shock a small act could knock a giant losided

The world is so dangerous, there's no need for fightin'
Sukkas tryna hide like the struggle won't find 'em
And the sun bust through the cloud to clearly remind 'em

..it's everywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb
Cradle to the grave, talk'll lead you loveless hell
Universal ghetto life holla black you know it well

[Hook - Mos Def & Slick Rick]
What it is? You know, they know
What it is? We know, y'all know
What is is? Ecstatic, there it is

Huh..

What it is? You know, we know
What it is? They know, y'all know
What it is? You don't know? Here it is [x2]

(Soundbite)

[Verse 2 - Slick Rick]
Sit and come relax, riddle off the mac, it's the patch
I'mma soldier in the middle of Iraq
Well say about noonish commin' out the whip
And lookin' at me curious, a young Iraqi kid


Carrying laundry what's wrong G, hungry?
No, gimme my oil or get fuck out my country
And in Arabian barkin' other stuff
Till his moms come grab him and they walk off in a rush


Distrust feeling like I was pissed upon wrong
I'm like surely hope that we can fix our differences soon
Pineapples, hun breaking on
Brute, you take everything, why not just take the damn food like

I don't understand it, on another planet?
Fifty month of this stuff, how I'm gonna manage?
And increasing the sentiment, gentlemen
Gettin' down on their middle eastern instruments

Realize trappin' this crap
Walk over kicked one of my fabulous raps
(La Di Da Di) Arab jaw dropped they well wished they glad wrapped
Now the kid considered like an Elvis of Baghdad

What it is?
(Soundbite) [x2]

[Outro - Mos Def]
..accapella