[Intro: Wale] Yeah So it's like...being from Washington, D.C. and all...I ain't been noticed yet Gridin' everyday doing all that and all that (and all that) I'm like a treasure ain't nobody discovered yet Please listen [Hook: The Main Ingredient] Rediscover me I am ready now Take me high on wings of love Rediscover me I am ready now Take me high on wings of love Rediscover me [Verse 1: Wale] Look, it's been a long time coming like multiple orgasms Organic rap, hip-hop is back in I'm fast with it like fast track n***as Off that BalCo, outflow whack rap n***as And I outcla** n***as - check the truancy So fresh fluently Shoot the breeze up in D.C. in my cold J.B.'s - I'm doing me When they try to do what we do they ain't cool as me - truthfully D.C. to P.G., supplier of the freshest Flier than all the rest of them, you n***as will respect us A nasal-strip spitter, the game been congested Everytime that I yell it they inhale much better (Yeah) I'm a breathe of fresh air, n***a Never compare to them label-made wear n***as I don't sell crack and I don't shoot cops I just spit from the heart: this is true hip-hop [Hook] [Verse 2: Wale] (Listen) Look, now I am not the next Biggie, I'm not the next Jay I'm not the next Nas, I am the first Wale I'm not Kanye, I am not Lupe, though admire all rhymers, I can only do me I'm not Cool James though the ladies love a youngin' Stomach crunching is nothing but it's something I don't f** with ...aww f** it I'm stuntin' out in public Purple Label attire while my denim's [for the public, jo?] I got love for my brothers in the under-ground But my sound more comparable to thunder (yes) I admire great artist so I be in the [?] for a auto- Graph, I am awesome Y'all on behalf of the game my [?] gotta change cause my flow out of order All this cordial acknowledgement by the audiences cause the flow so omnipotent [Hook] [Verse 3: Wale] They say I'm not "it" cause I don't wear sweats [?] I'm sorry I'm not the rest I'm a premium denim getter, limited kick kicker Spit iller than n***as who feelin' they dealin' with us And I'm lovin' it, everybody fake - go hard but don't hardly go hard, none a bit Let 'em wear the Coogi, my suit from the [Honduras?] Album on the air on by the end of this summer, uhh! They the pseudo studio gangsters created by A&Rs, my n***a I'm the ancient Diamond of rhymin', ruby the loose leaf Sapphire of the rap style I'm the truth, please Fossil of hip-hop, soul spittin' gospel Meanwhile conduct more flow than a minstrel And that's dope - they rewind cause they love it Unravel my rap sheets you can see the discovered [Hook] [Outro: Wale]