Album Name

Black On Both Sides

Artist

Mos Def

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

1999.01.01

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

Got - Mos Def
Some cats really like to you know
Profile and front
And then the jooks go down
all at once they like
Don't get mad
Don't get mad
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get mad
Don't get mad
Don't get mad
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get mad
Don't get mad
Don't get mad
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get mad
Don't get mad
Don't get mad
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get mad
You're out on the block
hustling at the spot
GOT this is how you get Got
At the gamblin' spot
and your hand is mad hot
GOT this is how you get Got
Out in Brooklyn late night
flashing all of your rocks
GOT this is how you get Got
Some girl from pink house
said I like you alot
GOT this is how you get Got
This one goes
to all them Big Will cats
With ice on they limbs
and big rims on they Ac
You goin' around town
with your system bump
And your windows
cracked low to profile and front
Now I like to have nice things
just like you
But I'm from Brooklyn
certain shit you just don't do
Like high postin'
when you far from home
Or like high postin'
when you all alone
Now this would seem to be
clear common sense
But cats be livin' off
sheer confidence
Like Fuck that picture
them tellin' me run that
But acting invincible
just ain't sensible
It's nineteen ninety-now
and there's certain individuals
Swear they rollin' hard
and get robbed on principle
5 star general flashin'
on your revenue
You takin' a ride
on the Downstate medical
Like whooooooo
Colorful sparks yellow and blue
A fool on attack
and it's happening to you
Wit' nothing you can do
but bust back and cop a plea
But five of them and one of you
that equals Got to me
Don't get mad
Don't get mad
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get mad
Don't get mad
Don't get mad
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get mad
Don't get mad
Don't get mad
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get mad
Don't get mad
Don't get mad
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get mad
Come on ya'll now let's be real
Some jokers got a rough time
keepin' it concealed
I wonder what it mean
it's probably self-esteem
They fiending to be seen
get hymned like Aberdeen
Cats think it can't happen
until the gats start clappin'
They comin' down the wire
spittin' fire like a dragon
'Cause while the goods glisten
certain eyes take position
To observe your trick
and then catch that ass slippin'
Like come on now ock
what you expect
Got a month's paycheck
danglin' off your neck
And while you Cristal
sippin' they rubbin' up
they mittens
With heat in mint condition
to start the getti-gettin'
They clique starts creepin'
like Sandinistin guerrillas
You screamin' playa haters
these niggas is playa killers
Mr Fash-ion that style
never last long
The harder you flash
the harder you get flashed on
There's hunger in the street
that is hard to defeat
Many steal for sport
but more steal to eat
Cat's heavy at the weigh-in
and he's playin' for keeps
Don't sleep they'll roll up
in your passengers seat
There is universal law
whether rich or poor
Some say life's a game
to more life is war
So put them egos to the side
and get off them head-trips
'Fore some cats pull out
them heaters
and make you head-less
Don't get mad
Don't get mad
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get mad
Don't get mad
Don't get mad
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get mad
Don't get mad
Don't get mad
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get mad
Don't get mad
Don't get mad
Don't g-g-g-g-g-get mad