[Part I]
[Intro: Larry Davis sample]
"As the years go passing by...
Ooh!"
[Verse: J Dilla]
No jokes, no games, no gimmicks
Jaylib, no P, but No Limit
It's so hot, the N-O-dot O-N-E
For sure, dawg, off the top, we don't sleep
It's all work, no play, get more money
And more problems, no doubt
But no cake is no good, just like these rappers
No hood in 'em, knowing they some actors
Let's takeover, rap game makeover
It's next year now, yesterday's over
Time for new shit, "What can you do?" shit
Nothing, stick it up your you-know-what, and
It's no fake suckas around, by no means
There's no half steppin' here, you know we
Some nomads, 'cross the globe – you local, we loco
With flow, joe — you so-so
You know what's up like Oates, "No Can Do"
"Can't Go For That" clone shit, I demand you
Rap cats with no skills, know this –
Jaylib, we ain't taking, no prisoners
We gon' set shit off, like LoJack
All night, like NoDoz, dough stacked
There's no way, if no dough, it's no deal
J Dill' and Madlib – it's more real
And now you know, but knowing is only half the battle
Until y'all niggas get it together
Just turn up the bass and let ya trunk rattle—
(Trunk rattle— trunk rattle— trunk rattle—
Trunk rattle— trunk rattle— trunk rattle—
Trunk rattle— trunk rattle— trunk rattle—)
[Part II]
[Frank Readick, The Shadow sample]
"Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men?
The Shadow knows, hm-hm-ha-ha-ha" ("Hm-hm-ha-ha-ha")
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