Fear Not of Man

21st century is comin', 20th century almost done
All over the world hearts pound with the rhythm
I don't get phased out by none of that, none of that
You got me on? Ohh
If we smoked out, Hip-Hop is gonna be smoked out
Mind over matter and soul before flesh

That was for Brooklyn
One two three and four

Angels for the pain keep a record in time
Just step two three and
One two three and four
Shout out to all of my crew, East-West, North-South
Mind over matter and soul before flesh

Oh ooh
The world is overrun with the wealthy and the wicked

Bring it in, bring it in, bring it in, bring it in
But God is sufficient over plans they prepared
The world is overrun with the wealthy and the wicked
But God is sufficient in disposin' of affairs
People talk about Hip-Hop like it's some giant livin' in the hillside

I believe it's true
This is what I think in my mind
Mos Def in the flesh, where you at, right here
Once again
Listen, people be askin' me all the time

Fear not of men because men must die
Have some fear in my heart behind the things that they do
And God, makes you valuable
And this is what I say to them
They wanna create satellites and cameras everywhere
Yo Mos, what's gettin' ready to happen with Hip-Hop?
They can't really never do that

Ha ha, we get it every time

But God is sufficient in disposin' of affairs

Which is passin' and runnin' like a caravan freighter
Comin' down to visit the townspeople, we are Hip-Hop
If you can hear me, Ladies and Gentlemen
'Bout to represent in your whole atmosphere
Eh, I guess the last poets wasn't, too far off
You got a lot of societies and governments
Then I'm very happy that you came here
Fear not of men because men must die
'Bout to represent in your whole atmosphere
We gon' get it together right? I believe that
But they valuable 'cause they been created by God
When they tell me to try to
Mos Def in the flesh, where you at, right here

(Where do you think Hip-Hop is goin'?)
Angels for the pain keep a record in time
Tryin' to be God, wishin' that they were God
Ask yourself, where am I goin'? How am I doin'?

Well, from my understanding people get better
Satellite dishes, they just, wishin'
And this is what I'm sayin', to you check it
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh, we
To your atmosphere, to your atmosphere
But God is sufficient over plans they prepared
When they tell me to fear they law
It's a lot of things goin' on y'all
And just, just step two three
And whether or not you, recognize that value is one thing
All over the world hearts pound with the rhythm
I tell 'em, "You know what's gonna happen with Hip-Hop?

So the next time you ask yourself where Hip-Hop is goin'
So, if Hip-Hop is about the people

Step two, two three and

Helicopters, the TV screens, the newscasters, the
A lot of things have changed, a lot of things have not, mainly us

Then how do people get better?
Gunmen and stockholders try to merit your fear
And they not valuable because they got a whole lot of money
Gunmen and stockholders try to merit my fear
On this place called Earth, holdin' down my square
Me, you, everybody, we are Hip-Hop

'Til you get a clear idea
On this place called Earth, holdin' down my square
When they said that certain people got a God Complex
And make you think they got the all-seein' eye
When they start to understand that, they are valuable
which is passin' and runnin' like a caravan freighter

Whatever's happening with us"
'Bout to do it for y'all, and y'all at the fair
B-b-bounce, b-bounce, b-bounce-bounce
All the continent, Europe, all abroad international
So Hip-Hop is goin', where we goin'
If we doin' alright, Hip-Hop is gonna be doin' alright
So just bounce, come on bounce
Or 'cause somebody, think they sexy
And the Hip-Hop won't get better until the people get better