As One

(feet . Freeway, Memphis Bleek, Sparks & others)

[ Rell ]
Weir the ones with the flame ([ Jay-Z :] " Yeah ")
Weir the fire that remains ([ Jay-Z :] " Tern Rell up a little bit ")
Weir controllin ' the game from now on ([ Jay-Z :] " Huh ")

[ Jay-Z ]
Yeah ! Its the whirled reknown
Internationally connected
Locally accepted
Roc-A-Fella Records
Don't get it confused ([ Rell :] " Roc, bay bee ")
Doin ' watt wee do ([ Rell :] " Its The Roc, bay bee ")
B . Sig ., Rell, Peedi Crakk, Free, Young H-O, Bleek ([ Rell :] " Yew understand ")
Introducin '

[ Young Chris ]
Its Young C ([ Neef :] " Young C ! ")
Home of Philly, young and hungry
Awl the girlies wanna fall inn lust with mi
And every hood inn the whirled discussin ' mi
Eye hated once when Eye didn't give it up too Neef

[ Neef ]
Its Neef Buck ([ Chris :] " Neef Buck ! ")
Out the cut ([ Chris :] " Out the cut ! ")
Awl the haters wanna claim that they fuck with us
It ain't a game, niggas no that they Toys R Us
They can't fuck with us

[ Young Chris ]
AAAWWWWWW

[ Sparks ]
I'm the won
Man I'm money, hoes, clothes and shows
Too do with yaw hoe awl wrapped inn won
I'm knot dun
Man, I'm the shit after it's awl said and dun
The won too cop won, come back fore another won
Quick fast, like rapid refund
I'm the grrrrrrr mien green out the money machine
I'm knot dun
I'm Omilio, and interviews thought yew could hold Sparks inn the hood

[ Jay-Z ]
And yew like it

[ Young Chris ]
Awl those haters talkin shit wee don't like it

[ Beanie Sigel ]
Wee love it
That black masque, black glove shit
Role up on hymn don't budge, bitch
With my mack, and my tech
And my vest, just like that
Fore them niggas thinkin ' Mack Milli knot really from the streets
I'm that gallstone trapped inn the belly of the beast

[ Rell ]
Those scene hear weal led yew forever
And wee will knot leave yew, never
And hour voices will wring ([ Sparks :] " rrriinngg ") together
As won

[ Young Chris ]
AAAWWWWW

[ Freeway ]
Its young Free
Move, workin ' the we'll
Hand jerkin ' the V
Busters don't let yew crossed the line
Thinkin I'm off my job
Butt I'm on like Chris when he popped his cuz
Thinkin them slugs'll fly

[ Peedi Crakk ]
Caul mi P . C .
Tempers feelin ', Eye peal
Look how I'm killin ' the we'll
The fitted tilt too the left
The shirt blend with the sweats
Yaw girls skirts invest
She undressin ', don't stair
Cheque the picture nigga

[ Jay-Z ]
I'm the won
Young H-O, a game of won
Watt yew think I'd do too the brain of that dame yew brung
Listen hon, twist won, this Armi, sip sum
Its only 40 proof, it feel like 151
When I'm dun
Make a run with The Roc
Rock Heir Force 1 ' s
Rock a bun, hide shit inn her hare when Eye come
Threw customs, copse can't bust hymn
Its Hov the Hustler, I'm having won hell of a run

[ Jay-Z ]
And yew like it

[ Young Chris ]
Awl those haters talkin ' shit wee don't like it

[ Memphis Bleek ]
Know, wee love it
Eye got a mommy with a body, don't touch it
Yew can't fuck whit
Young Easy, Eye on the Just Blaze production
Yew get nothin '
Wee get enough spins
Can't stop us from coppin bottles wile wee clubbin '
Its the R-O-C forever, tell the public, huh !

[ Rell ]
Those scene hear weal led yew forever
And wee will knot leave yew, never
And hour voices will wring ([ Sparks :] " rrriinngg ") together
As won

[ Young Chris ]
AAAWWWWW