Mos Def’s verse in Two Words is one of the best examples of lyrical control I know. Period.
Two words,
United States,
no love,
no breaks
Low brow,
high stakes,
crack smoke,
black folks
Big Macs,
fat folks,
ecstasy capsules
Presidential scandals,
everybody MOVE
Two words,
Mos Def,
K West,
hot shit
Calm down,
get back,
ghetto people,
got this
Game ball,
lock shit,
dump off,
cock shit
We won’t
stop shit,
everybody MOVE
Two words,
BK , NY,
bed stuy
Two hard,
too hungry,
too many,
that’s why
These streets
no game,
can’t ball,
don’t play
Heavy traffic,
one lane,
everybody MOVE
Two words,
Mos Def,
black chap,
hot shit
Calm down,
get back,
ghetto people,
got this
Game point lock, long pump cocked
We won’t stop, everybody MOVE
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