Light it Up

Lyrics

[Intro: Phonte, with adlibs from 9th Wonder, Big Pooh & Big Dho behind him] Uh... check me out, baby Ayo, I be the one Phonte Representin' Little Brother... From now, never be another It's Phonte, Pooh, and 9th Wonder And my man Big Dho, that's undiscovered Gettin' freaky wit' them broads undercover Take it way back like Mr. Lover Lover Ayo, we keep it runnin' like this From the top of the dome, light it up with a kiss But not Jada, Phonte the style playa Adios, peace out, niggas, I'll see ya later Phonte coming through just like Big Tay back Off the top of the dome, threw on the play back Because it's just like "yo, I didn't say that!" Where my nigga Nicolay at? Let's light it up [Hook: sample] "Ohhhh, it will light up It will surelyyyyy light up..." "If you'll just believe..." "It will light up It will surelyyyyy light up..." [Verse 1: Rapper Big Pooh] The most magnificent Pooh speak the omnipotent For the rhyme impotent Complicate plenty simpletons I got enough friends to last my life Fuck your feelings and your home town rice The stage is mine if I rocked the mic Lead a love up the path tonight It's due time to set a couple niggas straight And get this beef off my chest plate Bitch niggas tryin' to frustrate, dap you up, on the low, really hate Is that the price of cats being too great? Can I live without you all in my face? And ya hands out? See that's the shit that I be talking about Behind your back, [faggots] runnin' they mouth, just stick a dick in it And have a seat, homie, let us step to the forefront Major display, all up in your store front That's what the people want The champs back in here Let's shout the name out loud and clear, we lightin' it up.... [Hook: sample] "Ohhhh, it will light up It will surelyyyyy light up..." "If you'll just believe..." "It will light up It will surelyyyyy light up..." [Verse 2: Phonte] Yo... Tay ready to assassinate Rockin' the Gordon Gartrell with seven buttons, still I fascinate ("Denise!") This politics shit'll ruin kids Niggas be thinking just because we tight, that mean they music is (Nah) That ain't the way it work, dog, go exam your roots Look niggas dead in they eyes, start demanding the truth Producer not properly commanding his loops I ain't saying it's wack, that shit'll win a Grammy on mute I'm like that half crazed man on the roof The ex-Vietnam vet with no heart panhandling loot With a MAC 10 raised to shoot ya Phonte's a big dog, better get ya bitches spayed or neutered ("mrreow!") Last year, been praised and tutored Radioheads downloading my shit, to 'OK Compute' it Got plans to shine, style Three Times Dope like Eastern Standard Time And I'm gon' handle mine, let's light 'em up, baby... for real [Outro: Phonte, over Chorus sample] And it's like this, y'all Keep it running From US to the Netherlands, I be the better man On this track right here (It's Little Brother on the track one time) 9th Wonder... Nicolay... (It's like this, y'all) Uh yo, uh aiyyo, it's like this, y'all (This y'all, this y'all...) Now take it back, c'mon! Yeah... we keep it moving, y'all Showing and proving, y'all Believe in me, baby, believe in this right here [sings along with sample] "Surrrrrrely..."