[CL Smooth]   The nightcap was exiled, steadily profiled   as the underachievin non-believin can't stand to reason   Where's your daddy boy - to categorize the drinker   Misunderstood to make the ordeal linger   They label me a problem child who can't cope   Hangin by a thread, yes a very thin rope   Inevitably, can never be the man can I tell ya   Visualize and memorize him in a cellar   Well tally-ho, pip-pip, my fam's gonna catch a fit   My father lookin like he wanna bust my lip   But that was never good for my health   So I take the shovel out my pocket and dig myself   Now when I look at the man in the mirror   I see things much more clearer my Lord   I'm not that popular, less than a dollar   but the ? I pack can make you holla      * Pete Rock scratches various "on and on" samples *      [CL Smooth]   I said, what you don't know could make a whole new world   Man.. listen! I'm set to sabotage premonition   Your propaganda, crooked type of version   Some of the things I bring, you're babblin non-person   Imbedded in my character, rebel nostalgia   Uncommon valor who'd rather   have no man-made religion or sect   But try to believe what you conceive may be half correct   I shed light, to show the path in sight   Cause a man who can't treat you right can't teach you right   In front of your eyes, what a surprise, and let the nature   rise, just for the girls and the guys   A Phi-Slamma-Jamma when you wear a bandanna   Peace to Pop Dukes, and long live Nana   The formula's reality, Pete Rock's the storm   Together, forever, yes G we got it goin on      * Pete Rock scratches various "on and on" samples *      [CL Smooth]   Internal affairs, flippin Hollywood Squares   In search of the Mecca many travel in pairs   Walked the slave ship, ??the side of ningamora??   to support a short order when I freak it on a corner   Five-oh cruisin, decide to pull you over   Beefin, "Where's the Coke?" I said, "A six-pack of soda?"   The rookie's lookin thirsty, but everything's mental   A baseball bat, to smack Shirley in the Temple   Agreed to meet the maker so I yelled Hail Mary's   And flew that head, to hit The House on the Prairie   But the past can never choose my future correctly   I found a greater source directly   On and on, keep it on, you chant the   boppin simonized, pullin you clockwise jammie   To quickly skip the minimal tip, I dap for the wise I dip   Can anyone see, phenomenally, to the last degree?   I capitalize subliminally, wreck for positivity   Yes my little chickadee, ready to flow with me   Nevertheless I bless, follow me and see   Predominantly, CL'll be, All in the Family   God bless Marky Black, know we go way back   The lyrics I pack is like a needle in the haystack   CL and Pete Rock, Smooth like Dom Perignon   Never torn, word is bond, we got it goin on      * Pete Rock scratches various "on and on" samples to fade *