[Mos Def]
  Pull up to ya spot on low
  Shine brighter than all o' them cats they got on glow
  Layin the cut like they not gon' know
  Cuz if I gotta make a move dawg they not gonna know
  This door marked private this is not fo' sho'
  It's Mos Def what you call real fo' sho'
  Is they what you call gangsta, hell no
  They get a lil' pitch and go snitch to the po'
  They all talk fast and they all think slow
  I'm Mos Definite, not think so
  Flood ya city with the black ink flow
  And my crew ain't scared to let them things go
  So, stop with the nonsense, like he conscious
  I'm just alright dawg, I'm doin' great dawg
  I don't play games so I don't playa hate y'all
  Get it straight or get the fuck up out my face dawg
  I'm like the second plane that made the tower's face off
  That shit that let you know it's really not a game dawg
  Your grind and my grindin is same dawg
  I'm the catalogue, you the same song
  So cool and ol' school like A4?
  The one ya lil mami windin' up on ways for
  The name that real niggaz got they hands raised for
  Me and Mini got ya block yellow taped off
  
  Don't push me (get off)
  'Cuz I'm close - To the streets,
  to the beach, the bitches, the niggaz,
  the women, the children, the workers,
  the killers, the addicts, the dealers
  the quiet, the livest, the realest
  - And that's close
  
  Don't push me, cuz I'm close
  To the edge, back, middle, and front
  Strong back shit liftin' it up
  From the big and the small
  I'm like J. Brown +Gettin' Involved+
  
  But when I'm lettin' off around don't get in the cross
  Have ya preacher man speakin' low gettin' his cross
  Tell 'em wild cowboy not to get off they horse
  Before they find out the tailon is strictly enforced
  It's a real bad way to get ya name in the Source
  Testin' the limits of a dangerous force
  Ya ended up dumb famous and gone
  Your people shoutin' out ya name in they song
  Pourin' liquor on the day you was born
  Find paint to put ya face on the wall
  C'mon fall back, there's no need for all that
  It's all good, we all here, goin' all out (all out)
  All day, listen when this song say
  
  Don't push me 'cuz I'm close - To the streets,
  to the beach, the bitches, the niggaz,
  the women, the children, the workers,
  the killers, the addicts, the dealers
  the quiet, the livest, the realest
  - And that's close
  
  Don't push me, cuz I'm close
  To the edge, back, middle, and front
  Strong back shit liftin' it up
  From the big and the small
  I'm like J. Brown +Gettin' Involved+
  Now get yours
  
  [Hook]
  Boom diggy bang-di-bang-di, boom bang diggy (repeated 24x)
  
  (talking behind Hook)