#1 (Wally Remix) f/ Clipse, The Boy
"Rising to the top" "Number one"
[Intro - {*w/ ad-libs*} Oh go! ENT! Nigga, we all we got, aye We all we got! Ok! Can you me!?...
1 - Nelly] They said I was crazy, when I stop slangin the Took I had, and I put it in rap If I ain't a Lunatic, then do ya call that If my pockets ain't obese, what do ya call fat I born on purpose, I was unpurposely born I'm the of what happens when the condom is torn I was sworn to secrecy, talking when need to be saying too much, and these niggas talking repeatedly Conceivably I rip it up mo' I get regretted fo' biz you paying, on notes I get the credit fo' More retro, than nigga you get thrown back I start taking, snap shots, I ain't talking Kodak Start cocking the fo's back, start making ya dome Heard you don't like me and I'm happy to know Feel like I'm cheating don't it, kinda unfair in Feel like I'm playing wit two Shaq's, and two T-Mac's,
1 - Nelly] I - am - number one, no matter if you it take it sit down and write it I - am - one Hey hey hey hey... does it take to be number one Two is not a winner, and nobody remembers What it take to be number one Hey hey hey hey...
[Verse 2 - The Boy] Yo yo, I was born number one, the start so smart I could walk I was attending Head Start The jail niggas say I'm If you ask 106 who I be, gon say I'm God! Number one like the man ever touched space Or the dot on the dice when a nigga Ace (Damn!) team legacy, I rep to the death of me And for the record B, none of y'all can F wit me to the top like I'm brick in the pot I'm like Allen wit the rock, I ain't a shot When I'm down in the Dirty I be booted 'n Me and Nelly got the Airs wit the chinchilla Anyway that's some other shit; And it's a I'm so filthy now my great grand daughter rich P to the B see, I'm and greasy! I'm the champ, and ain't been a nigga defeat me
[Chorus 2 - The Boy] Po' is! - one For my niggas in the borough, to that dinero Nigga Posta is! - one I'ma center fold nigga, up rose nigga We the team baby, we - one For my niggas down, for me always been around Nigga he's! - number one I don't talk it, I live it, I'm the first one that did it
3 - Pusha T] Lookin for a coward - well not in here the BBC, this heart be popping here The game is wild, few gonna drop year Some of not this year, the rest of y'all getting dropped this year I'm that the cops is (I'm hearing it) cops is here In BBC socks, I got the rocks in here If the in here, I got my glock in here If the glock in here, you it's gon' get +Hot in Here+ Touch ya soul to sue, like heat holders do The new 645, I'll the first in June Start the summer off, floating wit the maroon Schroder+ paint job, colored +Silver Spoon+ Boys in black guts, black paint, midnight Black gun, red beam, ready for high Pusha straight like, noon "Hell No Fury" coming soon, bet we'll do number one
[Chorus 1] + (w/ ad-libs)
[Verse 4 - It was '98, I was holding work Now I'm only - over a mill, hell of a growth spurt And you don't wanna talk, show You think it was talk show money Honey fully understand, Malicious never down on his fly you across the water, we ain't even got to fuck Hell, we can even dap we park Whatever you keep focus, safeguard your heart messy mayne, we wrecklessly aim It's the tale of two brothers like and Jesse James I will - write your outro, write your life I'm so author, I should a pipe I all subliminal gestures I'm the lead roller, y'all couldn't his extras I run wit it, it in my sleep, I'm one wit it And that's one wit a bullet, be the first to pull it, uh
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[Outro - scratches] - [To "Rising to the top" "Number One"