[Lyric] The Jump Off (Yasiin Bey)

[Mos Def]

Black (Black) Jack...
Johnson ain't scared of you motherfuckers, haha
Yeah y'all now, c'mon
Push it up now, ha
What you want now?
Keep cool, now

Yeah! It's that Freak Daddy shit!





[Verse 1 - Mos Def]
With so much drama in the N-Y-C
It's kinda hard bein' M-O-S Def-initely
But I, some how, some way
Keep comin' up with funky ass shit with the Black Jack Jay
May, I, spit a lyric for my ghetto Pe-ople?
Show me 'nough respect when I breeze, through
Riders beep they horn
Cause I keep the party jumpin' like yo' mamma ain't home
I'm just a freak individual singin' my song
Shinin' bright on the mic like it's six in the morn' (six in the morn')
So peep out my manuscript
Reach up, sleevess up, for a second NOW BOUNCE
This is the one that make the party wile' out
Nigga...I said wile' out
Nigga, I SAID wile' out
Lemme show you what we're talkin' about (C'MON!)
[Mos Def]
Huh, ha, yes, hah, uh, hah, rock wit' me now
Uh, ha, yes, ah, uh, rock wit' me now
(You are now rockin' with the best!)
Uh, hah, yes, unnh, ha, uh, come check me now (Black! Jack!)
Uh, hah, uh, yes, hah, uh, uh, BACK TO THE BEAT, like

[Hook - Mos Def ]
Get it up now!
C'mon, push it up now!
Get it up now
and make it jump now!

Uh, push it up now

Nigga jump now

Push it up now



[Verse 2 - Ludacris]
Tables fulla hi-hat, a dash of drums
Sprinkle in a little keyboard, a pint of rum
With just a pinch of purple haze and a gallon of bass
Mix snares with rock 'n' roll and throw it all in ya face
Pre-heat the studio to about a hundred degress
Ludacris, Mos Def and your best emcees
You'll get BURNT just for thinkin' you can step to me
Unless the (?) of my (?) get a re-ci-pee
My des-tinies are rhythm, hit 'em with the rhythm
Hit 'em, click 'em, then HA, HA-HA strip 'em
Jump the fuck (back), no gun can pump (that)
I punch the engi-(neer) and slap the whole (track)
Then pop all the speakers and stip the wires
Blow smoke from the MPs and amplifiers
Here to spit truth for the LIAR, LIARS
I'm the hottest emcee, y'all a FIRE-FIRED
[Mos Def]
Huh, yes, uh, ah, yes, uh, yes, hah, c'mon
(You are now rockin' wit' the best)
Woo! Brooklyn, New York City
Hah, take 'em there, Doc
Hah, uh, yeah, Black, Jack, c'mon
So incredible! Fantastic! (ohh!)
Freak Daddy shit....FIRE!!

C'mon (woo!) nigga, rock to it
Uh (uh), hah (hah), yeah (yeah)

Ridin' high (high)
Ridin' low (low)

Ridin' clean (clean)
Ridin' dirty (dirty)
No-body high as we are, Black Jack Johnson

Told you my hot was incredible, y'all

Woo! (woo!)

Tell 'em again

Hey, I don't think y'all heard me
...

Black, Jack, Johnson ain't scared of you motherfuckers!