Perhaps when you unwrappin the plastic
You respect whatever you hearin, cause styles is growin
Them guys is clonin, them pioneers
Rappers wanna be classic, like they Clef, Pras, and Warren

[Man singing] w/ (Royce ad-libs)
I'ma tell you what I know, what I know

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Elvis - was a hero to most
But he never meant shit to me, it's statements
Like that made me gage, White, Black, hate to make
Me say - I like, when they fight back, they
Me and rap, I vent myself
Leanin back, not knowin that I meant myself
A lesson comin fast, you dudes better catch it
Whenever the future answers ya questions from the past
And hold that, I'm spillin these cold raps
Cause I am a +Throwback+ you feelin the soldier
And keep tryin, to keep up wit the kind of guy
That'll play you until they fatally say that the game's over

[Man singing] w/ (Royce ad-libs)
I'ma tell you what I know, what I know

[Royce Da 5'9"]
Oh my God, I destroy cities like the Blob
Goin from city to city, seein who I can rob
Goin from makin them poems up, in my garage
Then goin on major tours wit, me and my squad
Goin from listenin to Reggie, to meeting him
Wit my palms sweaty, to him, telling me - I'm deadly
Goin from likin, to spray the club after a night
That didn't go my way, to plug and writin for Dre
You damn right I was raised, to amaze and
Hand-writin on the same page, that you can't type on
So I black out, the usual same way
The old fashion rap, til there's no lights on

[Man singing] w/ (Royce ad-libs)
I'ma tell you what I know, what I know