Illegal and A.G. (Yo who the Funky Man?) Y'all brothers better say me Not a tall guy, a small fry Yo I'm all live, making more noise than a .45 And I'
let 'em have it, fake fucks and faggots Bow down in the presence of players and kiss the karats A wrist full of (?) for all the maggots Back up and get
I think it's about time for y'all to give New York there shit back Y'all know where the crown belong, y'all know we started this shit You know we gave
Let us in y'all [Dave:] Yeah that's right It's De La, that's how we do We just have a ball everytime we have a ball Now make sure y'all look out for
this message (sendin you a message y'all) Through our music (through the music) reaching for a, brave and brighter new tomorrow (another day y'all) is
-A-Fella Records, we all behind you, you can come back anytime (Hah, thanks a lot) Wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute Ace, turn that
feeling of A Tribe Called Quest But all they got left is this guy called West Better take Freeway, throw him on tracks with Mos Def Call him Kwa-lI or
y'all, Roots up y'all Roots is up Roots is up Roots is up y'all Roots is up y'all, Roots is up y'all Roots is up Roots is up Roots is up y'all Roots is
A-Fella Records, we all behind you, you can come back anytime (Hah, thanks a lot) Wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute Ace, turn that
of all Bullshit MC's I motherfuckin curse 'em all Like my Nikes white like them birds that don't even chirp at all Alkaholiks nurture y'all, hip-hop babies, burpin y'all
bee WIth all these hoes around clwon, why you wanna bang? Let's have a celebration like Kool and the Gang I bring it all the way back, like a punk return I rock