Russell Simmons Presents Def Poetry

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Mos Def:
Oh, sh*t, it's Russell Simmons.

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Mos Def:
Are you ready for some poetry, motherf***ers?

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Himself - Host:
[First Lines] Have you dug the spill/Of Sugar Hill?/Cast your gims/On this sepia thrill:/Brown sugar lassie,/Caramel treat,/Honey-gold baby/Sweet enough to eat./Peach-skinned girlie,/Coffee and cream,/Chocolate darling/Out of a dream./Walnut tinted/Or cocoa brown,/Pomegranate-lipped/Pride of the town." Langston Hughes, def poet. Let's get it goin'.

Himself - Host:
Is ya'll ready for some poetry, mutha f***as?

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Himself - Host:
What is love? 'tis not hereafter;/Present mirth hath present laughter;/What's to come is still unsure:/In delay there lies no plenty;/Then come kiss me, sweet-and-twenty!/Youth's a stuff will not endure." William Shakespeare, def poet. Let's get it goin'.