05

Lyrics

[*Tony Womack starts the song out on the horn, then the Villa Band joins in*] [Verse 1: T3, (Black Milk)] Uh! Who is this? The S, The V! Hot, burnin' like we STDs! Lord, give me strength, 'cause I'm losin' my grip I might fuck around and carry a piece! Yo Oh! I keep 'em calling like "Eureka!" It's the Motor City music that be flowin' through ya speakers Niggas winnin', they ain't supposed to Put my record on the radio, they ca--call me Old School But I'm a young nigga with a old soul! Rap is much more than platinum and gold (Right!) So much [more] to talk about [than] sneakers and clothes It ain't about the amount of records I might'a sold (Sold!) What y'all niggas need to understand is: I'ma keep doing this with me and my mans-es They're so loco, beat cover the planet (Yeah!) Real music's a language, y'all can't understand it (Yeahh!) G'yeah! (Yeah!!) [Break: Black Milk, (Elzhi)] It's '05, niggas! And we back, non-stop! Slum Villa! You know... Niggas wanna jump on the team now (Alright, alright...) Haters now love us (M-hmm...) Fake hoes wanna fuck us You know how it go! We dedicate this to y'all muhfuckas! (Yeah...) I'msayin... get the balls, cocksucker!!! [Verse 2: Elzhi] With everything we done been through, we done stood victorious Came from rock bottom to each hood supportin' this I finally realized, we ain't make it this far to fall on our faces Though mistakes is just part of life What you do when you live and you learn from it It's trife but it's true, it's what it is and it hurts a bit But I was told to "dust yourself off and try again" We earned every bit of this, excuse if I offend The listeners that's hearing this, but lemme just say this: My partner that I love had gotten sick where his brain is And you ain't know – we ain't gotta used to the changes Before that – the cat that makes the music arrangements...?! Dilla? Now when he left, some thought we were finished But "haaaa!" – joke's on you, you wasn't smart to begin with You think I would let any incident burn the Village? Not a bad business move or a word from critics That hated on the album 'cause they wasn't ready for it That Trinity, Detroit Deli – I'm a deadly poet And I didn't even get a Quotable for what I'm spittin' Guess it depends on record spins and how much you shippin' To the mom and pop, Best Buy's, and Sam Goody's When will the drama stop and just wise and hand it to me? Do every person meant for great things go through this? Does heavy jerkers put the shape [to] kings and mold rulers? Yeah! It's '05, niggas! Ladies and gentleman... Que D! [Bridge: Que D] Now we gon' give it to the band Let's give it to the band Now we gon' give it to the band Let's give it to the band Now we gon' give it to the band C'mon and give it to the band Uh! Give it to the band Now we gon' give it to the band C'mon and give it to the band Uh! Give it to the band Now we gon' give it to the band Let's give it to the band – c'mon! [Band Intros: Black Milk] Yeah! Young RJ on the bass Give it up, y'all! Uh! [*a moment to highlight Young RJ on the bass*] Carl B on the keys Let's take ya there, y'all! [*band takes it there*] Uh! Feels so good It feels so hood, yeah... It feels so good Tony Womack on the horn! [*Tony Womack on the horn*] [Refrain] Yes, y'all... we The S, y'all S y'all... we The S, y'all S y'all... we The S, y'all S y'all... we The S, y'all [Band Intros 2: Black Milk] Yeah! We finally come to the part, where we gotta give the drummer some You ready?? DJ Dez on the drums! [*the band gives the drummer some*] Yeah! Hey, Dez... Do it how you did it in London! Uh, uh, uh... do it! [*Dez does it*] Oh! Bring it on back... [*band brings it all back*] I know what you thinking... These niggas finally got it right Yeah! Now I don't know where you at You might be in the crib, you might be in the car, you might be at the show Wherever you at – put your peace sign in the air like this, y'all E'rybody – on the count of the 3 – want y'all to sing along with us Keep them "V"s in the air, y'all Front and back, I wanna see y'all... Y'all ready? 1... 2... 3... here we go: [Refrain 2: Black Milk] We are The S, y'all... we The S, y'all Uh! The S, y'all... we The S, y'all What? We The S, y'all... I don't hear some of y'all Y'all gotta sing it louder Ready? Yo... We are The S, y'all... we The S, y'all Uh! The S, y'all... we The S, y'all Uh! The S, y'all... we The S, y'all Villa Band... break it down! [*Villa Band breaks it down*]