Much More

Lyrics

[Intro: L.T.D. sample] "They're not there When you love me Hold me and say you care And what we have is much more than they can see"" [Scratches by Maseo] [Jimmy Lynch:] ("L-la-la-ladies and gentlemen...") [Chuck D:] ("H-he-he-here we go again!") [Intro: DJ Premier] No doubt! Y'all care anymore, about this Hip-Hop, man?! I mean – how far will you punk motherfuckers go For 15 seconds of fame?!? Microwave popcorn-ass niggas... Yeah! We give you much more Longevity, baby! Aiyyo, Dave! [Verse 1: Dave] Yo! It's been instilled in me since infinite, y'all Usin' these minutes like I value the call Put your money in the bank, and hold rank Over friends who ain't got leadership skills I got the sheep in my eyes, so I can't sleep We light the land and laid a brand ole way Grand Opry'rate the scandal way, L.I. sheist I play the X-Box instead of fuckin' with dice I hate losin' to those who walk away with my dough 'cause I dozed! Tracy broke me And now she wanna see the resident, provokin' me To pop wheelies on my bicycle, watch her eyes twinkle One house, two houses, third house House rules so house take bank, watch Dave bank Banner had 'em on the hawk since Atlanta extravaganza Gamma ray rap, I make The Hulk snap Jump back like James Brown, "Hey now!" When the liquor over, we smokin' the hay now Delegate, numero dos, I holla out the silent lows And keep the Island close to me [Chorus: Yummy Bingham, L.T.D. sample] Much more is what we got in store (Much more) Just believe me (Believe) "And what we have is much more than they can see" Much more than they can see Is how it'll always be, believe me (Gotta believe) "And what we have is much more than they can see" [Verse 2: Posdnuos] I got verb skills, babies, and bills A brother who smoked crills And still tryin' to get himself together from it No one can quite run it like me I'm on the cutting edge of what's alleged to be – hot And when you rock, it's just impersonations of me The rightest M.C., M-P with the "V" in the middle I belittle ya plan, courtesy–of NY dirty C, my man My base of fans is made up of many; with kids allergic To belts lettin' they mind melt from drinkin' the Henny And them straight and narrow types who be waitin' to hear Them drums say the revolution is near – are you listening??? Are your eardrums open for christening? We God Body MC's with these tools While some others play God, they just goddamn fools with it I don't cuff mics, I rough mics up, rough and rugged Yet the girls still love it Still and all, five-oh came to my mic check Tellin' me I left lacerations around my mic's neck Domestically dispute it and you just might get The undisputed underdog servin' y'all – threat! [Chorus: Yummy Bingham, L.T.D. sample] Much more is what we got in store (It's much more than...) Just believe me (...than they could ever see) "And what we have is much more than they can see" Much more than they can see Is how it'll always be, believe me (Ohhh) "And what we have is much more than they can see" Much more is what we got in store (It's much more) Just believe me (I need you to believe me, yeahhh) "And what we have is much more than they can see" Much more than they can see Is how it'll always be, believe me (That's how it's always gonna be, believe me, yeahh) "And what we have is much more than they can see" Much more is what we got in store (Much more!) Just believe me (I need you to believe me!) "And what we have is much more than they can see" Much more than they can see Is how it'll always be, believe me (It's how it's always gonna be, believe me) "And what we have is much more than they can see" Much more is what we got in store (Much more!) Just believe me (Ya gotta believe me!) "And what we have is much more than they can see" Much more than they can see Is how it'll always be, believe me (It's much more they can see, uh oh ohhh-oh, yeah) "And what we have is much more than they can see" "And what we have is much more than they can see" "And what we have is much more than they can see"