Lyrics:

[Common]
Yeah baby boy
In the place (for you and yours) to be
Da uh
da uh, we got the uh ya'll
We bout to rock ya'll, we got the uh baby...

Yo yo yo check it
Excite-ting, enlight-ning, invite-ting
I'm writin
shit that I feel
Raps are Black Steel In the Hour of commotion, the motion
of Com
Is like that of a ocean, devotion cuz I'm
The Earth, Wind, and
Fire of hip hop
By Rakim and Short I been inspired
My shit knocks
environ---ments
of cats wit seventeen's tint, time is money
The mind is
funny, how it's spent on gettin it
It's sittin wit descendants of Abraham

Who say the jam is 'Money, Cash, Hoes'
I went from bashful to asshole to
international
Lover-self, word to the mother on my last record cover it's
felt
Now deal wit it