Okay, cameras ready

Everybody get on they marks

Let's get this thing started, people, come on

Posdnous, you got your lines

You know the direction

Roll cameras, everybody, roll cameras

Let's make this a good one

And, action

L-I's finest back at it

Premium soul on the rocks, the package

A revival and conscious survival

The content is beyond lists and idols

Use scar tissue to wipe tears

Hiding amongst the blood and sweat

And don't forget the gang's here to face ya

If some wanna take it back

to when a B-boy first became a C-note chaser

Nah, you staying right here

Talk less, listen more: That's the saying right here

Those who wanna try us, play it right here

Step to us with a Goliath, got a David right here

And you can save it right there (yup)

Recognize the savior

The kinks in the string, the wack accelerators

The difference between doing the job and just your nature

Understand birthright over labor

Still working like two thumbs up

Be mouse humble if you two crumbs up

Because, uh, I seen sun go grimace in a smile

And I ain't heard a lyric go dive in a while

We jump right in the deep end, like we don't pretend

Serve heavenly high, like Gospel and weed pens

We stay devout

Career's not carbonated

so we won't fizzle out (fizzle out, fizzle out)

No doubt

Good take, good take

Alright, let's set up for the next one

A little less lighting on this one, that's it

Looks just fine, just fine

Everybody on their marks

Cameras rolling

L-I's finest, Craftmatic

This ain't the sit-down pillow top package

Keep the tenor, boy, we beyond summertime

Want that good work? Call Plug Wonder Time

Stay on the tick tock, but this ain't the kiddy app

Black king shit, God, Where your city at?

Once again, we administer the Mars transmission

Get your 'cause ate up like Blondie

No crease, pa, this that laundry

Indebted to a long list, funky like armpits

But let the band roll on like deodorant

You know they going straight Dan Stuckie when we blast off

Living life 'mask on, mask off'

The devil got a plan and a task force (and a task force)

A little prayer oughta piss his ass off

Get your helmets fitted, we headed for a crash course

Yo, we're not designed to be ancient

Keep it new like wet paint scent

We're colorful, and yet

From Day-Glo, we departed

'Cause trendsetters know

when to bail from the trend they started

And yet, the enders still prevail

We all hail from the 'ville

with no days off up in the office

Godly flows never nailed up on crosses

It's like liquid abundantly running out of faucets

Yeah, let's print that

That's it, folks

That's a wrap, everybody

Everybody, give a round of applause for

De la Soul

DJ Pete Rock

That's a wrap, everybody, that's a wrap