[Mos Def]
  Bismillah ir Rhman ir Raheem
  Peace, peace whats up y'all this is Mos Def
  And this is a message to the people
  If you see or hear goodness from me
  Then that goodness is from The Creator
  You should be thankful to The Creator for all of that
  'Cause I'm not the architect of that
  I'm only the...the recipient
  If you see weakness or shortcoming in me
  It's from my own weakness or shortcoming
  And I ask The Creator and the people to forgive me for that
  Thank you Brooklyn, Thank you World
  Yeah, yeah there it is
  Turn my voice up in the top a little bit
  It feel good to be back
  Whats up ochenta?
  Yeah, yeah, ha..
  It's the Black Dante in your headphones
  Speakerbox (freaky radio) freaky radio
  (Everywhere on the dial) tell you a little bit about me
  For my hometown, break down a little history for you
  Myrtle and Broadway, Roosvelt projects, Mossie projects
  Listen..
  
  [Verse 1: Mos Def]
  I stepped on the field from no league just home team
  I Jumped out the stands and I snatched the rock
  With the final seconds +one to land+ on the clock
  Mos post up to throw up the tie-breakin shot
  I put it through the net and let the world's jaw drop
  Then fled the arena before they called cops
  Tell the players and the coach I wasn't tryin to blow spot
  But the way they was ballin' made it difficult to watch
  I was taught when there's somethin' you can change around
  Keep quiet, you got nothin' to complain about
  You got work to do, I don't know if that work for you
  But thats how Mos work it through
  And my work is personal, I'm a workin person
  I put in work, I work with purpose
  I get it there, on the water, air, the surface
  You feel the impact? Niggaz yeah it's workin
  Listen God did not make me a fearful person
  The only fear I have, Is my failure to adhear his path
  I would love it just to hear this back
  On the ghetto streets where y'all at
  On the ave's where the Jeep's go past
  In the coupes where the seats go back
  In the parties where it be so packed
  And the atmosphere be so black
  And them black things be so phat
  If I could I would be so glad
  But if not I won't be so mad
  I'm still being a man, still feeding my fam'
  And even if you don't see it my fam
  I believe that I am, truly gifted, truly blessed
  I'm yours truly, Brooklyn's own, Mos Def
  I'm rockin the hard right, ground zero, to far left
  I'm, well balanced, with immense talents
  Burn the script, then flip it to keep myself challanged
  And thats the mark of a true champ-ine
  Thats whether I'm in or outside the ring
  No fights, no tilte, no crown or reign
  Feel my presence even when I'm up out this thing
  Just trust, thats what I'm about to be
  But until then settle in and rock with me
  
  [Outro: Mos Def]
  Ha, thats what its about to be
  Ghetto people look alive with me
  And say, We 'gon, stop by
  Then we just keep movin on
  Ghetto people, look alive and
  Feel free, we just keep movin on
  For Alliah, Left Eye, Jam Master Jay
  All the great hero's who have passed away
  Scott Laraque, Big & Pac, Feaky Tai, Big L
  All the soldiers locked down in the cell
  Lock up the flesh, but the spirit will prevail
  To our loved ones, and deceased
  Dyin in the street, or quiet in their sleep (B.I.G.)
  Rest in peace, your livin in the mansions of our memory(+Sans Marie+)
  Rest in peace, your livin in the mansions of our memory
  And thats real
  'Cause everythin in life 'gon come to an end
  Because it must, and when it does
  I hope that y'all remember me
  With true respect
  And ghetto love
  Now raise it up
  'Cause everythin in life 'gon come to an end
  Because it must, and when it does
  I hope that y'all remember me
  Black Dante, from Myrtle and Broadway
  Yeah, yeah y'all
  Let me hear it back(echo)
  Freaky radio (freaky radio) ha..
  Freaky radio (freaky radio) everywhere on the dial