*send all corrections directly to typist*
 [Mos Def] (Talib Kweli)
 Ay ay ay (yo wassup)
 Whoooooweee! (You about to take a ride on the Black StarGalactacon)
 (Yo yo here we go)
 *together*
 Black Star keeps shinin wherever we rhymin
 Yo  we unearth the diamond check us out
 The Black Star keeps shinin wherever we rhymin
 Yo  we unearth the diamond

 [Talib Kweli] (Mos Def)
 Tony Touch keep winnin wherever he spinnin (Yo Puerto Rico, YOOOOO!)
 (Yo ?voice wit go? YOOOOO!)
 Yo check the way he be livin (Bed-Stuy go, YOOOOO!) Tony Touch keep winnin
 Wherever he spinnin, check the way he be livin(Crown Heights go YOOOOO!)
 (Kweli how you feel?) "I feel like a king!" (Ah shit)
 "Yeah" Yes I do
 Brookyln (yeah yeah yeah wha wha), Uptown, Boogie Down

 *together*
 The B-L-A-C-K-S-T-A-R shine
 Rockin you, movin like eight lights, we bright
 B-L-A-C-K-S-T-A-R shine
 Rockin you, doin it, rockin you, doin it
 The B-L-A-C-K-S-T-A-R shine
 Rockin you, beamin like eight lights, we bright
 B-L-A-C-K-S-T-A-R shine
 Rockin you, doin it, rockin you, doin it
 Rockin you, yes yes we be rockin it

 [Mos Def]
 How to live in a world without Big and Tupac in it
 I stay the unconscious and say maintain prosperous
 Unstoppable, doctoral, b-boy scholarship

 [Talib Kweli]
 Niggas try to do me when they can't see through me
 Yo I'm Out Of Sight, you need a Peacemaker like George Clooney
 Yo Kweli, I drop masterpieces like Paul Mooney
 If you don't like what I'm sayin, fuck it sue me
 (Yo, who we?)
 Black Star, Tony Touch you get rushed like you the only dutch
 In a room full of weed heads that smoke WAY too much
 Trust I been battlin since Ethopia was Cush
 Cold-crush niggas to dust, I'm too much from Flatbush

 [Mos Def]
 Esta loca, Black Star rock wit Tony Toca
 My contents, over the fence like Sammy Sosa
 Escuchar mi *something in Spanish*
 Black Star, ? make the comp feel smaller than answer
 Disconnect the nerve endings on your wack sensitivity
 Provide five side audio, technical and imagery
 Initially, alot of cats wasn't really hearin me
 And now when I rhyme, they keep they hands high like the centipede

 [Talib Kweli]
 See independently, we took niggas out so what now
 We like Chuck D, the whole operation and Shut It Down
 Ask my man Black Sean, your style's played out like Sasson's
 So you look for a new dick to grab on
 They say I'm self-righteous, but nah it's more like I just
 Combine battle skills and conscience and I still flow the tightest
 Golden Touch like Midas on my favorite DJ Tony
 And if you got skills, fuck tellin me, just show me
 You know me, the city slicker, invade your town like promo stickers
 Speak it quicker, turnin you yellow like shit-kickers
 You sound gay, your rhymes is drier than Santa Fe
 My mind spray mad guerilla war tactics like I was Shea

 [Mos Def]
 Gold-capped quarter trench, fresh nubians and Wallees
 Son I'm classic Brooklyn like the Ebbet's Field trolley
 This lies the satellite that transmitts your channel
 Keep low on your panel, old man like gray flannel
 Inner-state trucker breaker, now yo what's your handle
 When the Black thump we give you back hump like a camel
 Fuck flossin a Movado and the champagne bottle
 I grab the mic and have your chicka like *something in Spanish*
 B-L-A-C-K-S-T-A-R shine
 Rockin you, movin like eight lights we bright
 B-L-A-C-K-S-T-A-R shine
 Rockin you, doin it, rockin you, doin it
 "I feel like a king!" Ah shit