[Mos Def]
 People keep askin me, where's the underground? There's mad talented
 cats underground with that raw shit. Ya know what'm sayin? Bringin the
 raw skills. Ya know what I'm sayin? Really...
 To me, It's a Small Wonder, like Vicki, why I'm picky
 These niggas suck like kitty,
 and still get the shit they slip in like Mickies
 I'm sick of the hater-players, bring on the regulators
 With the flavors like a farm team fucking with the majors
 Like a river how I run through it, I do it so cold
 Freezin up your bodily fluids, your style is old
 You runnin your mouth, but don't really know what you be talkin about
 You should retire, get that complimentary watch, be out!
 Yo, with the quickness, so swift you miss this lyrical fitness
 Now get this, these emcees wanna test me like litmus, bear witness
 I'm like shot clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots
 My point is, your flow can stop!
 By all means, you need more practice, take that ass home
 Everybody lookin at you, fish tanks and drome
 In full effect, I stay catchin lyrical rep
 And keep it blacker than the back of your neck
 What you expect, that shit's hollerin
 Cause we developin the followin
 gettin played like ?stones? off tapes and ?dollar vans?
 I'll reverse you, universal, your demise is first
 Before your rise gets worse
 You need a night nurse like Gregory, beggin me
 Stop it hurts, what you say to me?
 Like thats supposed to mean something
 You don't wanna scene, frontin in the club
 Your actin, I don't buy it, I got the Dub
 Come on everybody, come on and show your love
 *repeat 4X*
 Chorus: *chanted in background* [Common]
 Wo-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-uh-oh *repeated 4X*
 [Common]
 Visions occupy my semantic's space
 Command and shake, to illustrate my mind's landscape
 The tall grass, the low plains, the mountanous ridges
 Thickets among the forests, rivers beneath the bridges
 Presence of hilltops, lit up with tree tops
 Eavesdrop; and hear the incline of sunshine, nine
 Stones in orbit, refuse to forfeit
 They all form a cipher, and they came to observe it
 I follow suit, and face it, embrace it
 Shinin bright, but still I'm careful not to waste it
 Destined to rise, because I'm basement adjacent
 Spirit is still so just chill and be patient
 Some heads approach like I'm the one to base with
 Clowns about, screamin but don't say shit
 I ain't your student so I ain't to be tested
 I'm majestic, I represent my strength without ?Epitmass?
 Method is unorthodox, but of course it rocks
 My serious synopsis will drop kick, my topics
 Run the gauntlets and galvanize the audience
 I must represent, I don't come off with no corniness
 I'm all luminary, despite commentary
 Some people say, Mos how you get so?
 My sign will make you jump around like calypso
 And murmur to yourself like a schizo
 There ain't no bottom on the ???
 Chorus
 [Talib Kweli]
 Come on, come on, come on, come on. Here we go. Blackstar, hop on the
 Blackstar line. We bout to take y'all home. Ya know what I mean? Here
 we
 go...
 We got all markets on lock
 From meat to stock
 Blackstar, what? throwin like head rock in bars
 Men flock to where we are, cause its the place to be
 I grab my pay, jump on-stage and deface emcees
 We sell our souls like Spawn and come for the drone I sit upon
 Freestyle or written songs so we can get it on!
 Going back and forth, fallin back, all across the track
 Passin the mic's like quarterbacks
 of course its phat, get off of that!
 Reverse psychology got em scared to say when shit is whack
 Got fear of being called a hater, imagine that! We ain't havin that
 We just passed the star status that your grabbin at
 My battle raps blast your ass back to your natural habitat
 So floss, cause what it costs ain't worth it to me
 Cause I'm the one these Spice Girl emcees Wanna Be
 But they can't, ain't no points forever, so why bother?
 Cause your girl calls my name out like Claerance Carter, Claerance
 Carter, Claerance Carter!?! (I be strokin, thats what I be doin)
 Aiyyo, as we rock harder
 And always drop the bonified head nodders
 Aiyyo, later for the hater-players
 Yo-yo, yo-yo, later for these hater-players
 Chorus
 Blackstar keeps shining
 Chorus
 Blackstar keeps shining