Symphony
Ay, I was meanBefore I became a feenI took over the worldWhen they gave me a beat machineAnd then I made my city jump, jumpWho's your favorite producer?Come on baby, let it bump, bumpI'm like a music cyclone when I'm in the zoneA typhoon every time I can hold a songA tycoon, I just went and brought another homeWho you stunting on? I'm never offI set it off like you was never homeWas dedicated, bop bopLit up my way, bounce bounceAnyway I want, private jet, get it outWill bread do? You know what Tim about?Ferrari 599, windows tinted outI, I, I'm the man, my, my beats is crazyYou want the sound, freaky freaky you gotta pay meBut don't get it confusedNever had no silver spoonBut you gotta long walkTry and fit Timbaland's shoesAnd next up
[D.O.E (Timbaland):]I'm a lead that's me (ay, what's your name?)D.O.E on the M.I.C (and where you from?)N.Y.C, make a billion G
[Timbaland (D.O.E):]Why don't you get on the micFor the symphony (Okay, okay)
[D.O.E:]When you see me walk through, got the whole crewTimbaland, he produced, if you're a fruit, produceRiding it in the old schoolLiving like I'm old schoolShe french kissed my neckAnd then I told her merci voux couPut it in your bag, no baby I ain't fatWhen I fuck you it's a wrapI'm a put you in the cabBetter be happy I rapIf I wasn't I'd be trapped with the massAnd I, and I'm coming for your stashWhen I find out where you atI'll be shimmying your lockGet the fuck up out your bedYou better give me what you gotWant your money, money, money, moneyBlind like there's no money, oh gotta go moneyAnd his pocket's fully drainedAnd he's back to nothing change
[Timbaland:]And I'd wish he'd come run up on meHe gone find that he'd done made the wrong move
[D.O.E:]I ain't changed, still the sameD.O.E be the nameI'm from north side queensNext up
[Bran'Nu (D.O.E):]Ha, ay yo, believe that's me(And what's your name?) Bran'Nu A.K.A Brandy(And where you from?) MississippiBut was raised in Cali
[D.O.E (Bran'Nu):]Why don't you get on the micFor the symphony (I got it, I got it ha)
[Bran'Nu:]It's been a long time coming, I'm backLike I forgot something importantHey, have a problem with me?I've faded to black like church slacksNow I'm in a range, no CadillacSo you don't want it with meI'm on the tip of your tongue like bubble gumI got you head strungIt's my return like the kingdom comeI'm taking off like a rocketI got this beat in my pocketI keep your heart dropping (Bran'Nu)Never gonna hold me backTimbo put me on the mapNow you wanna say I act brand newJust like my Pradda bootsStrutting like a model doDon't you wish you had another chance toGet up under my skinFronting like you getting in itYou keep running your mouth like them frogs doI gotta learn, you like a school dudeCause clearly you don't have a clueSo next up
[Attitude (Bran'Nu):]Yeah, ay yo believe that's me(And what's your name?) Attitude on the M.I.C(And where you from?) Alabama be the bigger G
[Bran'Nu (Attitude):]And why don't you get on the micFor the symphony (okay)
[Attitude:]All this dope shit never mediocrePlenty bread so you know I gotta keep a toasterOn my side, pride leashing, it's overCome to fly to drive, I'm a need a chauffeurI get a whole lot of, like a G's supposed toThey can put me in the fed for what's in my sofaRap, wait, smack 'em if they say a partDiss me, I'll put the ratchetOn you and your fading heartI know that man never thought that it could happenGot my shit on and then I hoped in the AspenEvery chick I cash in, bigger pain in the ass andBetter new freak, she thicker then the last oneNaw I ain't never homie, music is my passionI ain't show compassion at all, I be fuckingYelling I'm the shit, if you with nobody's askingOh I'm on fire like the shit in the ass manThat's why I stay soaked on playerLike how we are fucking up the ozone layerI drop a hit every time I got some shit to sayAnd If I miss I come back like a ricochet