| I’m in the schoolyard rhymin' with my brother Jamel and Ra' Allah |
| Vibe and took the beat and imaginin' how far |
| The sound travel at the turn of the volume |
| It could shake the gravel, before we heard the loud boom |
| It vibrated through the parkin' lot |
| Shattered a few windshields, set off a sparkin' shot |
| The local UPS cat, but we didn’t stress that |
| He had a slow leak, front tire almost flat |
| I got a cousin think he slicker than the oil in the chain |
| But I live in an arcade, surrounded by game |
| He used to pass me bucks, tryin' to gas me up |
| He was a fast talker and he kept a flashy cut |
| From a spot that was on Malcolm X Boulevard |
| Where this magician, wishin' I would pull a card |
| An optical illusion and whose hands were quick |
| But wasn’t fast enough not to reveal his trick |
| Hey yo, who be the first to set it off and just begun? |
| Turn up the heat until the track is done |
| And we roll together as one |
| Yes, I call my brother sun, 'coz he shine like one |
| Who be the first to set it off and just begun? |
| Turn up the heat until the track is done |
| And we roll together as one |
| Yes, I call my brother sun, 'coz he shine like one |
| Mass hysteria inside the cafeteria |
| Not a food fight, but the news might beat your area |
| Whether by word of mouth, or if you read about it |
| Extra, extra, extra that they felt the need to shout it |
| The drummer played the beat on the table |
| His boy kicked a verse, like he was the first and I wasn’t able |
| More prepared to let off anything substantial |
| If I had no rhymes and my planes was canceled |
| Picture that, before you give your bag and expose it |
| Couldn’t develop the color, wonder why he chose it |
| See less than the worst competition to the point |
| I only use one ear to listen |
| Was it something I’m missin'? The food is gettin' cold |
| The corners about to flake as soon as I flip the bowl |
| See the rhyme ain’t worth than less a ticket |
| Wasted time of mine plus the temp cooked it |
| Who be the first to set it off and just begun? |
| Turn up the heat until the track is done |
| And we roll together as one |
| Yes, I call my brother sun, 'coz he shine like one |
| Who be the first to set it off and just begun? |
| Turn up the heat until the track is done |
| And we roll together as one |
| Yes, I call my brother sun, 'coz he shine like one |