pete rock & c.l. smooth
the main ingredient
One two, one two y'all One two, check it out Got my man CL Can't forget my man, Cee-Lo Can't forget money earnin', Mount Vernon Can't forget New Roch' Can't forget Westchester Can't forget umm CL, hit me off  Feel the funk by the rap czars in sports cars Comin atcha now you listen at the feet of a master Caution, not Wheel of Fortune, here's a portion Of untamedness, approachin famous, for miscellaneous The track get crackin though, unexplainable When I ground a jewel, sound is simply uncontainable Release my soul, but never make the mistake And play me like a stone cold fruitcake man Cause you can never fathom G the dough we want so My flow's the steadiest, to never leave us penniless Come on down to the very necessary legendary Well the more the merry stickin women type of villian The evidence relentless, I ride to see you magnatized Mecca to begin you're locked in no doubt The label better push this, so we can pay the rent You can season the pot well, but here's The Main Ingredient  The Main Ingredient y'all The Main Ingredient Yo, The Main Ingredient y'all The Main Ingredient Yo, The Main Ingredient y'all The Main Ingredient The Main Ingredient y'all Yo, The Main Ingredient, kick it CL  I know you wonder what kind of way is that to think: Put all the wackest rappers on a boat and let it sink Don't blink; next thing you see you spot is taken No Jax I'm Fakin' soldiers took the whole reservation On a scale of one to ten, we move rather swiftly Want a dimepiece but we'll settle for an eight-fifty Don't blow mine, your trump card is exposed to pages Now your beginning's already at the final stages Pumpin like 12 gauges from a shotgun blast I never saw people run so fast, aight? Stay up all night, then sleep all day Makin big Lucci and would have it no other way In conjunction, with the function, as stated Orchestrated by the Soul Brother nickel plated Tell the judge you were foolish, and try to be lenient Cause you never had the The Main Ingredient  The Main Ingredient Hit the third verse off kid  This cap is peeled layin joints like a minefield When dynamite's my rhythm this is East coast terrorism The Vernon-ville's Mecca Don, formin Voltron tactics Let off three verses and the crowd panics Get em all, the kingpin of the Player's Ball Now every tramp in your camp's going AWOL My Lucci situation is A Daily Operation On the strip, I refine you like Tales From the Crypt Right here's the real shit, and all that other's counterfeit Funk to let you know exactly what you're dealin with P-R slash, C-L smash, love to spend cash For proper livin, slidin up in wealthy women Stick your hand in my pants, and grab the mic's no crime Cause like Sisters With Voices, it's about time For you to respect my whole foundation precisely Be obedient, to The Main Ingredient  Yo, The Main Ingredient The Main Ingredient Yo, The Main Ingredient The Main Ingredient Check out the funk y'all Mic Check, one two CL Smooth, and Pete Rock Comin back, for ninety-four Can't forget Get on, to get on It's time to get on, peace to I-n-I Yeah, can't forget Baby Pah Can't forget the whole roster One two Check it It's The Main Ingredient y'all The Main Ingredient y'all The Main Ingredient, y'all The Main Ingredient, bust it