[Grand Puba]
Yeah, Missy Elliott, Grand Puba
[Missy Elliott]
Y all don t really know who I am, God damn
I m like grease in the frying pan cause I am
bacon, eggs, toast, butter
Smooth sexy lover more FRESH than {?}
Go ask your brother if y all don t believe
I control the industry cause Missy in the lead
{*scratching*} Uhh, I m talkin to you man
With my upper hand, the fans call me Dapper Dan
When I was young my pops, throw rocks
Always shit talk to my moms and call the cops
Couldn t wait til I was nice and grown
Sick of daddy mouth til six in the morn
On and on and on til the record scratch
And if I made a few scraps I would never come back (YES!)
Take moms with me and a few ADAT s
And make a song about dad and tell pops he s a rat (YES!)
Oah-KAYYYYY!
[scratched] hold up
[Chorus 2X: Missy Elliott]
Y all don t really know my life
Y all don t really know my struggles and how much liquor I guzzle (YES!)
Y all don t really know my fears
And how many years to get here but I m ready to rumble
[Grand Puba]
Yeah, I be that throwback cat, I throwback gnac
I spit hot raps, then I check my traps
Pockets stop the bulk, green up like the Hulk
Ram up in somethin like that nigga Marshall Faulk
I m a low key nigga, a O.G. nigga
Entertain my guests in "The Basement" like Tigger
Grand Puba and the name ring bells
And if it ain t about paper I don t waste my sells
So the new school new school need to learn yo
I burn baby burn like a Hunt s Pointe ho
[Missy Elliott]
Yo yo Puba, hold up
Let s take em back on some "411" shit
MA-RYYYY!
[beat changes]
[Mary J. Blige]
I m Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don t rap
I m known around the map to always make a comeback
I went through some struggles fightin with my ex-lovers
Stayed in lots of trouble, blessings then I had recovered
Had to pay them bills, the places I lived
Messin with them cats that s said to get I had to give
I had to tell them back up cause I was quick to smack em up
I didn t give a WHAT, Mary J. would act up
[Chorus: Missy + (Mary)]
Y all don t really know my struggles
(I had two or three jobs I had to juggle)
And all them liquor shots from the pain I covered
(Strugglin from the break-ups with my lover)
(Y all don t know the half) Don t know the half
(I m better off now that was in the past)
I had to take the good stuff with the bad
Now I m (thankful for the little things that I have)
[scratched] I m Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don t rap
[scratched] Grand Puba, and the name ring bells
[scratched] I m Mary J. Blige, for a fact I don t rap
[scratched] Grand Puba, and the name ring bells

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