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"Brothers and sisters!
Brothers and sisters, I don't know what this world is coming to!"
Jigga Whassup Missy? Timbo!
Missy This is.. another.. Missy
Jigga Hip-Hop! Yes!
Missy Elliott, exclusive
Jay-Z
Yes, uhh
One for the butters, I came from the gutter
No I came from my mother but y'all know what I mean
Hov' is here to stay like permanent crease in your jeans
Me and Missy be the new +Tag Team+
"Whoomp! There It Is"
We like, Rae & Ghost, A.G. and Showbiz
We "Public Enemy #1," our "Uzi Weighs a Ton"
This is our house, RUN! laughing
Missy
What happened to those good old days? HA?
When hip-hop, was so much fun
Ohh, house parties in the summer y'all (c'mon)
And no one, came through with a gun
It was all about the music y'all
It helped.. to relieve some stress HA?
Ohh, we was under one groove y'all (y'all)
So much love HA? between North and West
Chorus: Missy Elliott
Go back in the day
British Knights and gold chains
Do the prep and cabbage patch
And wear your laces all fat
Back in the dayyyyyyyy, hey hey
Hip-Hop has chaaaanged
Missy
Remember when we used to battle? (uh-huh)
On the block HA? before the lights came on
Ohh! Mama said we would be straight A kids (c'mon)
If we did our homework, like we knew those songs
Salt-N-Pepa, Rakim, and P.E. HA?
D.M.C, and Heavy D
Yes! Daddy Kane, Slick Rick too (oh-OOH!)
MC Lyte ("Paper Thin") opened, doors for you and me, c'mon
Chorus
Jay-Z
Young! J. Bizzy, let's do it again nigg*
Grew up the way it oughta be
From day KRS-One all the way up to "Nineteen Naughty Three"
To M.O.P., we "Cold as Ice"
nigg* we rock it from the "Dre Day" to the Suge Knight
So fk Chuck Phillips and Bill O'Reilly
If they try to stop hip-hop, we all gon' rally nigg*
Post Biggie and 'Pac I gotta hold down the city
Make a nigg* wanna 'holla' like Missy, but fk it
Just let a nigg* MC
The best rapper alive, unquestionably
If you rip on your +EP+ you gonna need an +MD+
So "You Gots to Chill" cause I "Kill at Will"
like solid water dude; y'all don't get it
"Kill at Will," solid water? Ice Cube
Ha ha, that's how hip-hop has evolved
Jay-Z's for President, I'm namin Ra as the National God
Missy
Me and Jigga, Jigga J-J-Jay-Hova
I rocks the mic right whether I'm pi*sy drunk or sober
Misdemeanor fo'-finger ringer I'm stupid FRESH
I've been hot since LL rocked the Kangol HAT
Yes yes, the yes yes, the yes y'alln
C'mon... AW YEA, AW YEA
Okay, me, that nigg* Jigga, fresh dressed in the mornin
C'mon... AW YEA, AW YEA
Chorus
ad libs and whistling
Missy
I wanna, go back in, time (let's go)
Feels like I, I wanna, go back in, time
Feels like I (Y'all remember "Self Destruction"?)
I wanna, go back in, time
(Where all the rap artists got on a record together?)
Feels like I, I wanna, go back in, time
(I used to love them days, no tension, let's go!!)
Chorus
