[Featuring Enola Gay Mos Def]



*Trugoy:*



(Vibes... Vibrations...)



Yeah... Check The Vibe Y'all Vibe Y'all...



(Vibes... Vibrations...)



Dirty Rotten Tooth



Select From The Sound Booth



Collect Grammer



Like Panhandlers



On Skid Row



My John Doe'll



Build A Vision Where Thought Can Go Walking



Without The Devil Hawking



Stakes Is High Like Weed Smoke



We Need Folk



To Shed The Truth



To The Wide Youth



*Truth Enola:*



Enola Got Soul



To Hell With Role Models, Teachers And Guardians



With Rock-hard Erections, And Seven Incisions



Raw Intercourse With Mother Nature



She Likes To Bang To The Left



Teach All Women And Children Only The Best



Stakes Is Higher Than The Highest Mountain



Mos Def



*Mos Def:*



This Is The 21st Century, Poor Shit Ain't Quaint



The Zulu Apaches Got Battle Cries And War Paint



I Do With Some Care Cause I Is Who They Ain't



That Ain't Strokin' My Sack, It's Just A Black Ink Fat



Boy, Ain't No Keeping Me Back. Yes, Mos Def Is The Handle



Try To Test And Get Supressed Like A Government Scandle



Exhibit Is Exquisit And A Level Degrees



Flying High In The Sky With The Supa Emcees



*Posdnuos:*



Yo! I Write Rhymes Like I Come From New York City



Rollin' With Commitees, Making Your Whole Life Shitty



Shutting Down Your Rap Group, And You Best To Believe



Brothers Become Permanent Niggas When They Soul Is A Track



And Ain't No Niggas Like The One I Know



Cause What I Know Is Them Niggas Gotta Go



Make Me Feel I Need To By A Fo-fo



(Bloop Bloop) Sending Them Express To Hell Though



*Mos Def:*



Classic Material Like Run DMC. At Least,



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