| (mos def) | |
| Aight, uhh, alright y'all slow down I'm tryin ta | |
| Aight, yo I i only took a little bit of spanish you gotta | |
| Aight I hear what you're sayin but yo, aight okay | |
| Alright okay, alright okay okay | |
| Alright okay, I'm feelin you, okay | |
| Alright okay, alright okay okay | |
| Alright okay, I'm feelin you yo | |
| All my people in brooklyn and you know we're hot, I say | |
| We don't stop, the body rock | |
| All my people in queens and the land in between say we | |
| Don't stop, the body rock | |
| Shaolin and l-i say you know we're fly, say we | |
| Don't stop, the body rock | |
| From the east to the west son we take it to the chest say we | |
| Don't stop, the body rock | |
| Check me out y'all | |
| I'm in the lab with ab, I got the band they're fat | |
| My man t-a-s-h take it to your breastplate | |
| It's the mighty mos def, complete the trilogy | |
| Just shot myself a dime, see are you feelin me? | |
| Son I'm wicked and nice when I'm on facility | |
| Let me take a sec to review what I wrote.. *paper rustling* | |
| .. mos def and I sound par fresh ok it's dope | |
| Let's record this ('cord this) they gonna want dis (want dis) | |
| And all area crew is gonna flaunt this *clapping* | |
| And when we step to the plate pah it's flawless | |
| My man t-a-s-h with styles glory great | |
| Great, great great, great great uh uhh uh uhh uh uhh uh | |
| (tash) | |
| Up next we got catash with that west coast rhymin | |
| Bombin niggaz with the style that's dangerous as mountain climbin (ahhhh!) | |
| Cause the alkie words I'm spittin be twistin while you listenin | |
| Plus I'm in this motherfucker with the likwit coalition | |
| Gotta leave you in position, twist it backwards like dough go | |
| While you starin down my throat like, is he drunk or is he sober? | |
| Who knows, all I know is tash got flows | |
| And got the technique to get the ladies out of they clothes | |
| I been overly exposed to the forty-oh's and chickens | |
| So i'ma keep it pumpin til the beat stop kickin | |
| Or til the plot thickens, cause this is how we do | |
| Catashtrophe, mos def, and the brother man que!!!! | |
| (q-tip) | |
| What's up tash, hey yo, tip can't call it | |
| Sure as mos is def and you alkaholik | |
| I'ma be surfin at, thing that's worth dealin | |
| Hypodermically, shoot up your feelin | |
| Figuratively, speakin of course now | |
| Old and greedyness, seekin it's course now | |
| What we gonna do, eradicate them | |
| Shoot them from the jam, they fear disease | |
| (mos def) | |
| Tash love... are you ready to rock the mic? | |
| Q-tip... are you ready to rock the mic! | |
| Mos def... are you ready to rock the mic? | |
| We got the universal style that you got to like! | |
| And ain't nobody steppin up when we got the mic | |
| So turn the a.c. up cause it's hot tonight! | |
| And til the bright early morn' we be rockin you all | |
| Don't stop, the body rock! | |
| (tash) | |
| Cause I'm next to flex, and I'm technically advanced | |
| To turn you on like cybersex, so in less than two sec's | |
| I blind mc's like thomas dolby with the science that'll leave | |
| They braincells fryin slowly (fire!) so slowly I flow and | |
| Express written consent, from the undergroundin niggaz | |
| Coast ii coast I represent cause gettin bent, I do | |
| But I'm doper than sherm plus the way I put it down | |
| Could burn the perm off big worm, so peace and pipe this greeting | |
| Of the last action hero that be freezin rappers dead in they tracks | |
| Like sub zero (zero), cause rico ain't no joke | |
| I eat your flows and yo' beat up rappers even feel my presence | |
| When I'm home with my feet up | |
| (mos def) | |
| For what you skied up or treed up | |
| Relax and pull a seat up, make your landlord turn the heat up | |
| Got the opposition shook like tiger woods about to tee up | |
| So niggaz no competition with the clear mos definition | |
| Mc's screamin now for years can't rhyme without they mom's permission | |
| You just a young'un comin out, gettin gassed to run your mouth | |
| Wildin on the runabout, baby pah you comin out | |
| Barkin that you want a bout but son you know the comeabout | |
| When mos def blow up and, you don't, nuttin | |
| Don't you know nuttin? my crew go huntin | |
| We keep it on the norm then we transform som'in | |
| And while, we do it, you bounce to it | |
| The cops wanna stop the body rock but don't do it | |
| (q-tip) | |
| Dy-no-mite!!! like jimmy j.j. | |
| Swap down pen-ny, somewhere in l.a. (a) | |
| Now we got to bond like voltron (tron) | |
| Tash you the bomb, mos you the won ton (ton) | |
| Q will pick the lead, I must drop on thee (thee) | |
| A-b-s, I bust down, facility (ty) | |
| T-r-a-c-t is the mc (cee) | |
| It's the ll, inside the place to be (be) | |
| (mos def) | |
| Tash love... are you ready to rock the mic? | |
| Q-tip... are you ready to rock the mic! | |
| Mos def... are you ready to rock the mic? | |
| We got the universal brothers that you got to like! | |
| Now ain't nobody steppin up when we got the mic | |
| So turn your a.c. up cause it's hot tonight! | |
| And til the bright early morn' we'll be rockin you all | |
| Don't stop, the body rock! | |
| All my people out in queens that know you're hot, you say | |
| Don't stop, the body rock! | |
| All my people out in brooklyn and you know we're hot, say | |
| Don't stop, the body rock! | |
| Shaolin to l-i and you know we're fly, said | |
| Don't stop, the body rock! | |
| All the people on the greens and the land in between said | |
| Don't stop, the body rock! | |
| ... no stoppin | |
| ... no stoppin | |
| Out in jersey ... no stoppin | |
| Philadelp-i-i ... no stoppin | |
| Chi town gettin down ... the playgrounds | |
| Detroit you say ... no stoppin | |
| In cali ... no stoppin | |
| And the great v-a ... no stoppin | |
| Cause in the brooklyn town ... no stoppin | |
| And the boogie down ... no stoppin | |
| L-i and queens ... no stoppin | |
| And you see medina greens ... no stoppin | |
| You know we, lyricist lounge ... no stoppin | |
| And my man abstract ... no stoppin | |
| Cause see we never the wack ... no stoppin | |
| Don't stop, the body rock | |
| D-dah, don't stop |