E=MC²

[Produced by J Dilla]

[Intro: Common + scratched voices]

Yeah, let's go, turn it up

Introducin' World Famous Beat Junkies

J. Rocc

Here's the sound and substance of the world's hottest entertainment

Yeah, uh

Let's pause for a moment

I got my man with me

[Verse 1: Common]

Get up get up, and rock, and rock

The hump the hump, it knock it knock

You out the atmosphere

This rap here is something that I felt in the moment

Of truth, opponents in the booth

Inspired, is what I write, it's fire like 'roof'

They say that I'm as hot as the block is

I say that I'm as cold as the dark is

Narcs hid in the cut

Tryin' to get my nigga in the gut

He rolled by, holdin' Stony up

Poking his Chest like Cody Nutt

Smoking his cess, he blow it up

As it escapes out the window

I'm a symbol of sex, revolution and Tecs on the deck

When niggas shoot for extra loot and respect

Live and direct effect from the C-O double

Get your paper, we stay up out of trouble, nigga

Get up

[Bridge: J Dilla]

Stand up, throw you fuckin' hands up

If you got the feelin', jump up, touch the ceilin'

Get, get, get up get up

Get get get, get, get up, get up yeah

Get up, stand up throw you fuckin' hands up

If you got the feelin', jump up, touch the ceilin'

Get, get, get up get up

Get get up, get, get up, get up, get up yeah

Get up, stand up, throw you fuckin' hands up

If you got the feelin', jump up, touch the ceilin'

Get, get, get up get up

I get get, get up, get up yeah

[Verse 2: Common]

Get up niggas, get live ladies

Since the early 80's I rock the planet daily

Radio Rashid, this is how I do when I write things

The party for your right to fight scenes

Baby girl you as young as the night seems, in tight jeans

Should it be Kahlua or ice cream?

My pipe dream's as long as the fight scenes in The Matrix

Scorpio rising, sex fiend by nature

Try to control that shit so my soul don't get

Dirty for some girly unworthy of the flowers

I admit that I got strange powers

Brain Towers like the Eiffel, Leaning through life cycle

Hold the Bible and a rifle

They can't do me like Mike though

Give me the spotlight and turn the lights low

Make me wanna holler like crew how a Jew yell disciple

Streets streets, beats beats, vibes, rhymes, and life, joe

Get up

[Outro: J Dilla]

There it is, it's like that

Yup, yeah know how we do it