Madlib turn the strings up. My knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up. You won't need your heat this time around. I spits fire, it's like the rhymes are rounds.
And the Starz come out tonight. . Yo girl I have been peepin you for quite some time. I finally got the nerve to see if you could be mine. We could go and smoke some trees eat some dinner, drink wine.
Yeah. It's too real. How y'all feel out there? Let me know if it's real out there. Cuz it is out here; it's a game of survival. Niggas is trying to live out here.
Aight now I'm tryin to get this money man. We gotta, get this plan, we gotta make this shit happen right man. Knahmsayin? Don't fuck shit up. Right? AIGHT?! God damn!.
Yeah, (uh huh, uh huh) Guilty Simpson. We're bringin' this one home for the [?] (J Dilla!). Detroit City, there's nothin' like us. (What's goin' down?).
Get up in it. Start her up. Get her washed dog, prime her armor up!. Big wheels, Cadillac grilled up. Keep your Esc cause daddys' got the Dilla. Custom, plus them.
Weigh a ton in this m'uhfucker. ("Heavy heavy heavy heavy"}. Yeah, heavy bass hittin, from heavyweighters. Heavy cake gettin, it's heavy player. Every day, another buck, another hustle.
Uh, yea come on. . Its Frank Nitty in the place to be. With J - D to the ILLA and the L.I.B. So let me see you touch the sky. Let me see you raise them hands up high.
You out there? LOUDER!. "Well clap your hands to what he's doing". . Ladies and gentlemen, direct from California. Ladies and gentlemen. Ladies and gentlemen, direct from Detroit, Michigan.