Hey, hey, hey hey
Hey, yes, yes I
C`mon, c`mon uh, uh.. uh
[Lady B] Another one of those Saturday Nights y`all
Yo y`all, take heed
Yeah, check it out, c`mon
You`re now rockin with the best.. uh
[Lady B] Without a doubt, take heed y`all
C`mon, yeah, uh
Uh, yo, about to give you what you need y`all
[Lady B] Without a doubt
[Black Thought]
Check it out now, it`s the type cerebral
World renowned, illustrious, ille-gal
My musical affection, bubblin within your zone
like champagne, known as the Fifth campaign
Thought be doin his damn thang
Bent like, a boomerang, tryin to maintain
I`m both yin and yang from Mi Kan Lang
What your lady gettin me up? I`m never answering
Let her miss me, see me then she off tryin to kiss me
Talkin bout, I dig you Tariq, the way you twist me
Meanwhile, she comin home tipsy, all grinnin
And what you used to fit em before, you now swimmin
Just take a dive P-5 deep, the team winnin
Takin hip-hop back to, the beginnin
Cause MC`s are pretendin, I slap your sound
out the sky like I`m goaltendin, bring your career
to an endin, enter the next era trascendin for real
Knahmsayin? If not, then man listen
For you to try to fuck with the Fifth, that`s ambition
I let y`all know the time indeed, y`all need to
take heed y`all
[Lady B] Get a little P-5-D y`all
Straight from the town of Phil-ly y`all
But we about to give you what you need y`all
Without a doubt
[Lady B] Take heed y`all, get a little P-5-D y`all
Straight from the town of Phil-ly y`all
But we about to give you what you need y`all
Without a doubt
[Black Thought]
Yo, I control the stadium like the law long arm
Warn, ring the alarm, cause here The Roots come
The funk`s all ready for whoever want some
Your album get split like, a lump sum
No doubt, under this influencin of outcome
Millenium spaceship, totally wasted
Schoolly D classic, though I vocally laced it
Taste this swerve on a regular basis
Servin y`all whatever the place is
Blowin conniseur quality in my competitor`s faces
This is without doubt, your lady pass out
This Illa-Fifth Twilight Zone, you ass out
Shout, to my brothers on back route
Whippin the short that`s smacked out, dig it
Strump this in your casette deck, hip-hop has not left yet
I sent a verse in the mail like, a death threat
The critically acclaimed composer, stand over
whichever mute miniscule mic holder
You never knew the real before, yo I show ya
You need to make your thoughts more sober, think it over
[Lady B] Take heed y`all, get a little P-5-D y`all
Straight from the town of Phil-ly y`all
But we about to give you what you need y`all
Without a doubt (repeat 4X)
