[Mos Def w/ group emphasizing] Who am I? A panther Who am I? A panther What I got I got SOUL, what I got I got LOVE What I got I got PRIDE, what I
I promise you a homi And I'm dipping in a bonnie' and I'm fresh out the county And I just taught my mami how to shoot a lil' tool So I hate for you to
I seek, And I freak every mix CD I leak I need to be at the t-o-p-o-f-h-i-p-h-o-p And I'm I-n-D-a-C-u-t-W-i-t-h dem Oozies Who me, yes me, call me Weezy
Its you and I, do or die, who am I? I got a pocket full of family stones, cats think I'm sly Oh why try, you one of dem niggaz that like to cheat death
twelve. Only twelve step get me out of hell. T-W-E-L-V-E S-T-E-P-S I will do it directly unless this causes injury. I will admit to be full of shit
undercover Call a girl out a name, yo I ain't no lover I'm a pimp, mack daddy, lookin for the dollar At thirteen I bought a six-fo' Impala Rollin, and
with a choice who stand down a threat the size of Oklahoma City just to listen to a young woman's voice here's a toast to all the folks on death row
'em left to right Act a fool when I one two check the mic Come trip with the pimp in the smoke-ray lac I jump in this shit and there's no way back Creep
I'm a walkin franchise and I wanna get paid Get dropped, mopped and stomped like a parade Persuasion, phase three of the invasion I gots to break loose cause I
-E-Z-E that I can get P-A-I-D, in a N.W.A. wild way then told my sister S-E-L-I-N-A Now my whole family's H-A-P-P-Y Cause Solo's makin all others M-O
to intervene - here's a lesson I'm good enough for me, a nigga seem to be perfection Fifty grand, V.I.P., queens, imperfections Far from a beginner, nigga
the G's, I do it for the streets This one for history, I'm toasting this to me Glasses in the air! (It's a celebration baby) I'm toasting this to me Glasses
I am M-O-N-E-Y when I say nobody move then I spray When the smoke clear your whole crew'll be M-I-A Then I'll be on the M-I-C to LA from the P.G. to
club is packed. The night it young. Fo' ril baby girl I'm tryna make you the one. You the one the one the one the one. Putcha finger in tha air if you
I'm gonna freak you here, I'm gonna freak you there I'm gonna move you outta this atmosphere Cause I'm a one of a kind and I'll shock your mind I'll put
, it's like fresh A black entrepreneur with a theory Suckers, open your ears, so you can hear me I got the need to obtain a position I keep my rhythm
a boat I won't sink, cause I'm rough as a tank Surprisin, realizin of who I am Compton's most wanted MC, and I don't give a damn Jokers think it's funky
S-T-Y-L-E I like the to U-S-E When I am rhyming I R-I-P-P-I-N-G Get picked on timing I'm in my P-R-I-M-E The D-M-X E-L-I-M-I-N-A-T-S C-O-M-P-E-T-I-T-