Auditorium ft. Slick Rick

''[Intro: Mos Def]''

Peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, power

Mad Liberator, Def Operator

Rock the data, amazing flavor

''[Verse: Mos Def]''

Yo, the way I feel, sometime it's too hard to sit still

Things are so passionate, times are so real

Sometimes 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 going through the motion, they dimming down the focus

Their focus get cleared, then their light turn sharp

And the eyes grow teary, the mind grow weary

I speak it so clearly, sometimes ya'll don't hear me

I push it past the bass, no nations got to 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 the beat

My presence speak volumes, before I say a word

I'm everywhere penthouse, pavement, and curb

Cradle to the grave, tall cathedral of a shell

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

Shocked a small act, could knock a giant lopsided

The world is so dangerous, there's no need for fighting

Suttins trying to hide, like the struggle won't find him

And the sun bust through the clouds, to clearly remind him

He's everywhere: penthouse, pavement, and curb

Cradle to the grave, tall cathedral of a shell

Universal, ghetto life, holla black, you know it well

''[Chorus: Mos Def and Slick Rick]''

What it is

You know, they know

What it is

We know, ya'll know

What it is

Ecstatic, there it is

Huh, what it is

You know, we know

What it is

They know, ya'll know

What it is

You don't know?

Here it is

What it is

You know, we know

What it is

They know, ya'll know

What it is

You don't know?

Here it is

''[Ad lib: Mos Def]''

Peace, power, fantastic, original

And always on time, and rocking your mind, it's like

''[Verse: Slick Rick]''

Sit and come relax, riddle of the Mack

It's the patch, I'm a soldier in the middle of Iraq

Well say about noonish, coming out the whip

And lookin' at me curious, a young Iraqi kid (Awww)

Carrying laundry, whats wrong G? Hungry?

No, give me my oil, get fuck out my country

In an Arabian market, other stuff

Till his moms come grab him, and they walk off in a rush

Distrust, bitter like I's pissed off on moon

I'm like "Shorty, hope that we can fix our differences soon! Bye!"

Buying apples, I'm breaking 'em

Brooklyn take everything, why not just take the damn food like

I don't understand it, on another planet?

51 of this stuff, how I'm gonna manage?

And increasing the sentiment, gentlemen

Getting down on their Middle-Eastern instruments

Realized trapped in this crowd

Walk over, kicked one of my fabulous raps (La-dee Da-dee)

Arab jaws dropped, they well wished, they glad wrapped

Now the kid considered like an Elvis of Baghdad

''[Mos Def and Slick Rick]''

What it is

What it is

''[Chorus: Mos Def and Slick Rick]''

What it is

You know, they know

What it is

We know, ya'll know

What it is

Ecstatic, there it is

Huh, what it is

You know, we know

What it is

They know, ya'll know

What it is

You don't know?

Here it is

What it is

You know, we know

What it is

They know, ya'll know

What it is

You don't know?

Here it is