Picture This

[Chorus]

Uh, uh

Yeah, yeah

No-no, no-no-no, no-no-no

Woo, woo

Picture this

Once in your heart, no one can ever depart

Make sure it's real right from the start

Yeah, picture this

[Verse 1: Rapper Big Pooh]

Early Saturdays, eating Golden Crisp

MC Hammer on the radio, I'm 2 Legit

Hammer dance with the Hammer pants, we movin' it

I was young when I fell in love wit' music quick

Dubbin' tapes, It Takes Two, Rob Base

I was dumb, I took two, rob place

Here they come, but this path, don't wanna chase

I was more than happy being the customer

Creative writer, I scribe words, your day brighter

But for now, I'ma push it to the side, just the tip in

Hearin' Kathy trippin', talkin' 'bout college

Me an Po had a plan, if she did the knowledge

One plus one equal three where I'm from

Marvin youngest son had to become his own man in decision

God's engineerin', Jesus at the wheel

The seven cities was my choice but the South appeal

Thought I'd be teaching people's kids just to keep it real

I had hopes, never thought I'd sign a record deal

I'm just a kid from VA who considers himself blessed

Let the ungrateful fight about the rest, yes

[Chorus]

Picture this

Once in your heart, no one can ever depart

Make sure it's real right from the start (Yeah, yeah)

Picture this, down memory lane

Crazy how far that we came

Some things don't ever have to change

Ayo, picture this

[Verse 2: Phonte]

It's Soundbombin' for the downtrodden

Whether the game's elimination or round robin

'Cause God'll laugh at your plans

Took half my advance, invested in a eight-passenger van

And drove off on behalf of the dance

Just me and my mans

Chasin' the dream and pretty girls with the long hair

But somethin' went wrong there, I tried to be strong

Was on the bottom so long, it felt like I belonged there

Picture this

Steppin' out on your faith is a heavy path

To make it out wit' your dignity and some petty cash

Pimp hand strong, we backhand it like Steffi Graf

The realest to do it, yo, put it on my epitaph

So fresh, so independent

So free, so me, why you in your feelings?

I needed shelter and I couldn't find the antidote

So God gave me the words to let me Penicillin, yeah

[Chorus]

Picture this

Once in your heart, no one can ever depart

Make sure it's real right from the start

Picture this, down memory lane

Crazy how far that we came

Some things don't ever have to change

Picture this

[Outro Skit: Peter Rosenberg]

I, I, I can't read the teleprompter. Can you, can you do the fucking prompter right? No one knows how to operate a prompter in this building! Son of a bitch! May God bless our nation, and this station, thank you. Take us out.  What does that mean, take us out?  It says here, "play us out."  What does that mean, music's gonna play us out? What the fuck does that mean? I don't even like Little Brother. And, tell you the truth Percy Miracles was a son of a bitch. Stole money from me, and at the Christmas party in 1989, I swear to God, he hit on my wife.  I'll never forgive Percy for that. It's a miracle that he's dead. I feel bad about saying that. I, I, I shouldn't have said that.  I sincerely apologize