LYRICS

[prod. by Yasiin Bey]

Chop chop
Mos Def is up,
Chop chop
Even more, even more
Chop chop
Body rock it, don't stop
Chop chop
Best stop
Do or die, stay fly
Listen

Them dudes too ugly to be the champ
In a language we can clearly understand
Shabazz, Bey is the man
With or without a single fan
High ground circus, still stay feet stand not a chance
Heavens advanced so we advance with the advancement
Enhance with no robotic enhancement, flow handsome
Huddle the kindred fought the fire plugged the pig pen
Thick skin, rich color hard body fresh butter
Rougher than leather from era lighter and thunder
Warm winters and cold summers, King Michael and Obama
Funky drummers, daughters and son sonners
Elders and youngers to measurement beyond numbers
And came to break the gate like Saint Tubman and not for nothing
In this tradition, my beloved will not asunder
And keep it hundred, Illies Billies and googlians
The Christ crack the sky in Jerusalem
Make the devil stop all the foolishness and rude unruliness
Cooney coonage and gooney goofiness
Hallelujah jumpin' jehosafats, my momma ain't sane
Bucktown black and proud you can say what you say
Somethin' famous, who the greatest? Bey all day!
Blind eyes and liar liars, do not make it fade
Cool frames don't qualify sunblock
Coolest shades ain't never made the sun stop
Some hot, some not, some never chase the sun spot
Black like gorgeous
Divine, it's why the shine is on him
Good morning, wake up
Nevermind the make up, paper
It's time to get right with the creator

Chop Chop Sensei
Chop Chop you're the best
Chop Chop you're the best around
It's all over town, center edge getting down
Hear it out,
You're the best around
Chop Chop Sensei on the block
Chop Chop, let it knock
Listen!

Them dudes too ugly to be the champ
In a language we can clearly understand
Shabazz, Bey is the man
With or without a single fan
High ground circus, still stay feet stand not a chance
Heavens advanced so we advance with the advancement
Enhance with no robotic enhancement, flow handsome
Huddle the kindred fought the fire plugged the pig pen
Thick skin, rich color hard body fresh butter
Rougher than leather from era lighter and thunder
Warm winters and cold summers, King Michael and Obama
Funky drummers, daughters and son sonners
Elders and youngers to measurement beyond numbers
And came to break the gate like Saint Tubman and not for nothing
In this tradition, my beloved will not asunder
And keep it hundred, Illies Billies and googlians
The Christ crack the sky in Jerusalem
Make the devil stop all the foolishness and rude unruliness
Cooney coonage and gooney goofiness
Hallelujah jumpin' jehosafats, my momma ain't sane
Bucktown black and proud you can say what you say
Somethin' famous, who the greatest? Bey all day!
Blind eyes and liar liars, do not make it fade
Cool frames don't qualify sunblock
Coolest shades ain't never made the sun stop
Some hot, some not, some never chase the sun spot
Black like gorgeous
Divine, it's why the shine is on him
Good morning, wake up
Nevermind the make up, paper
It's time to get right with the creator

Chop chop
And you don't stop
Chop chop
We got the body rock
It's in the edge, where you head
You're the best around!
Chop chop
You're the best around!

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