[Intro] RAPPER! Remix! Remix! Remix! [Rapper Big Pooh] I done heard I was crazy n***az ain't want me to make my first album (How COME??) I been nice since momma applied talcum Get it by any means, Brother Malcolm Witness the outcome Did it with some inhibitions, imagine without none Fat Boy, look at all these n***az I have outrun Out them, bones in your closet, I am not done Over any instrumental, n***a I am redrum Sooner you submit, the lesser chance of bedlum You little kids probably shoulda been in bed, son Grown man busi-ness, I don't care about rest of rap's silliness You are lookin at what the best really is! The Holy Trinity, I'm better than before So it's like facin ten of me, I pray to God to have mercy on my enemies, picture me rollin Red cup full of Hennesey, a black Charger I call Eric Bieniemy [Chorus: cuts and scartches by DJ Flash] "People think that I'm lucky" "At last, I'm literally loungin black" <- B.I.G. "Sittin back, loungin black" "Take it easy" "Pay dues" <- Common "This life's a competition, this a mission here I'm tellin you" <- Sadat X "People think that I'm lucky" "SLOW DOWN~! You can't learn that quick" <- Sadat X "It's the same ol' same ol' same ol' same 'ol.." [Phife Dawg] Word in the streets was, Phife couldn't do an album on his own (How COME??) Not a soul gave a sh**, he's just a sidekick All I needed was a chance, little leeway Was told to parlay while bein looked at sideways Label managements steadily they doubted me Patiently waited my turn, still ain't hearin me "Give it up Malik, you're livin in a fantasy!" Freestyle, written lyrics were gettin downplayed It hurt my soul to the point I was in disarry What the f** can one do? What else can Phifey say? Disgusted, distraught such disillusionment Crazy descent bein that I couldn't represent With that, I kept my distance to mostly wack emcees Had to distinguish who I was from what they thought I'd be Life of the party, watch the Phifer do the thing The greatest leaders had to learn to follow - now kiss the ring! [Chorus] [T3] Uh, DILLA You thought that I would fail - silly! I be here 'til the Lord sit with me Especially I'm makin music movin like a symphony Use some rhymin words with these metaphors and similes Only enemy I see is prol'ly it's the inner me That's in my blood, and you ain't even kin of me Y'all n***az s**, a big fat D-I-C.. ..K, WHAT~! I told them n***az hold on The Lord told me that he blessed the pages that I wrote on So how can I go wrong when I write? (uh) Up late at night, saber my light, a true Jedi Knight (Uh) Damn right, say good night! Back to the subject, bustas, n***az dumbsick Can't touch this, with oven mitts I'm back in the kitchen, cookin up sh** You're lackin attention, that I'm gon' get [Chorus]