Yasiin Bey - Sensei on the Block lyrics

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Yasiin Bey - Sensei on the Block lyrics

[Verse 1: Yasiin Bey] Them dude's 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 Hurdled the cage(?) fought the fire plugged the pig pen Thick skin, rich color hard body fresh bu*ter 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 sun block 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 [Hook] 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 [Verse 2: Yasiin Bey] Them dude's 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 and flow handsome Hurdled the cage(?) fought the fire plugged the pig pen Thick skin, rich color hard body fresh bu*ter 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 do not asunder And keep it hundred Illy Billies and googlians The Christ crack the sky in Jerusalem Make the devil stop all the foolishness And rule the 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 The cool frames don't qualify sun block The coolest shades ain't never made the sun stop Some hot and 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