[Punch] Yo! We about to rock this joint, from the family. And  we want ya'll all to know, that it's time...  CHORUS (all):  To rock rock ya'll  Freak freak ya'll  To the beat ya'll  It's unique ya'll (2x)  [Punch]  A-yo praise the master, make plans wit' your pastor  My rap'll blast ya, send you to the hereafter  I push a tractor, for horses grazin' in the pasture  Ya heard I was trickin', the whole room filled with laughter  In ciphers, I'm the one you don't rhyme after  You only know half of the math, it don't add up  The lead batter, my hits make ya frame shatter  Watch me now! Just begun like Jimmy Castor  I'm bad luck just like walkin' under ladders  Mad rappers, book of life, last chapter  Me and my squad build just like contractors  I break shit, you only give hairline fractures  Women flash us, don't know ya better ask us  A bastard, wit' more contacts than Lens Crafters  Tear down the rafters, venerials couldn't clap us  You need practice, hit chicks then I'm Casper  [Jane Doe]  The church of scientology, feminine biology  Manic depressive psychologically, A.D.D. alive and we  Polluted by technology, the fumes and its ecology  While your thought you was out of copy I get nastier than sodomy  Probably an oddesey, started back on robbery  Was the degree of the economy that do the sovereignty  Regarded as a prodigy, leery in sociology  Let the wallabees always conceal my gynecology  Rhymin' pathologically, that's how it gotta be!  Never makin' no apology, worshippin' my anthropology  Fuck modesty, studyin' microbiology  Causin' verbal lobotomy, it's in my geneology  Six months of sobriety, movin' very methodically  Like a unicorn, more ways than oceanography  Guard technology, rip shows antibiotically  True thugs bionically, give birth to criminology  [Words]  Yo as a youngin', I swear to God you couldn't tell me nothin'  I swore I was gettin' somethin', clothes or humpin'  For girls with the church, slacks with some shirts tucked in  I set it up for money, my mom worked when I was cuttin'  Unsigned strugglin', for the heat I lit the oven  One would by the CD, the other would do the dubbin'  Before I met Rob, I was in the clubs frontin'  Oh yeah I know the Tip, when I see him I be duckin'  But now when I'm clubbin', those that used to dis were buggin'  Overweight chicks, spandex, they stomachs sucked in  Stay interruptin', dance and try to cut in  Told people you got in free when you really snuck in  [Q-Tip]  We never get concerned about who's in the league  We just stay workin' so no one will need  An unconcerned outsider givin' niggaz feed  My niggaz puff weed but negotiate the seed  The family is granite and you can't intercede  I try to switch lanes at this operatin' speed  Cats in the game be gamblin' with greed  We the house, you the player and we gonna catch these  Who's the Sam Sneed makin' microphones bleed  Poker face creed while my mind just read  Shorty got rhythm but her freak got freed  That's insignificant but this take heed  [Mos Def]  They say I'm pretty like Clay is, bright like the day is  Beats from my fleet be sweet like Sugar Ray is  I'm swingin' this from Bay Ridge to where the Oakland Bay is  My game is tough to play, I'm tough to weigh like your safe is  The aim is, to make you recognize what the name is  Mos Def gon' set it straight from where the 718 is  The place with the great superiginate the flavors  An all-star block with some all-star laymans  (Turn the music down!) This is probably some haters  Achin' cuz they hear us rotatin' on the playlist  >From B-boy laces to Detroit gators  Yo Tip I got to bail, where the scale? Help me weigh this...  Yo! We wan't ya'll to know...that this is the family, right?   And what we want everybody out there to do...on the dance floor...  is get ready...because noooowwwwww we gonna...  CHORUS (6x) to fade out