Intro:
Ha, yah, yah, yah, yah, guess who's back
It's me, your man Dae
Make sure my mic sound righteous, you know how I like this
Ey yo, Marco waddup
Let's get it this time, I'm starving' (word)
Verse 1:
King Daevy The Great, put a steak on his plate
We was meant to be together, baby it was no mistake
Beyond fate, beyond anger and hate, we crossed paths
Now it's like we attached at the waist
I'm back in the place, throw a peace sign in your face
A b-boy, who may have a 9 in his waist
Space cadet, with a tape and cassette
The type to tape the hate, if ya' makin' a threat
Play it back and just laugh to for a second while it disintegrates
I innovate styles, they stretch worldwide and integrate
You heard of Dae, I got a murderous way
I slay tracks, the main attraction, pissing on Millie Jackson
Figure of speech, yo my friggin' release
Makes about as much difference as a piss at the beach
We got a hundred million rappers now, whatever ya' need
Thug, drug, bugged, cyborg, political emceeees
Chorus 1:
You gotta hear me out, It's what it is now
Now matter what you're standin' for, you need to get down
Right now, non believers like wow
Makin' somethin' outta nothin' all the haters like how
MacGyver style, turn black to shine
It's your man One Dae yo, I'm back to shine
So fresh, a bit different from the rest
Bang this up to 10 and feel the funk in your chest (yes)
Verse 2:
I gotta be outta my gourd
So I'mma die by what i live by, thats the sword
My word play is like playing with fire
Live wire, gettin' amped off hate and desire
You hear the choir, I'm comin' like ten thousand chariots
Full force, f*ck plain' games I'mma marry it
These other rappers on they Marion Barry
Smokin' crack at the Marriot with Tara and Sally
I'm wearing' hoodies like Evidence and lurkin' in alleys
Pumped up, ready to lift ya' like I'm working' at Balleys
Can't figure out which way I should write
So I don't know if i should get hyped or contrite
Did a lot of wrong, but that don't really make it right
I popped off more locks than a gang of wild Jamaicans fightin'
I'm in the hood like politicians tryin' to get a vote
And I ain't got a pot to piss in, but i got some smoke
Chorus 2:
You gotta hear me out, It's what it is now
Now matter what you're standin' for, you need to get down
Right now, non believers like wow
Makin' somethin' outta nothin' all the haters like how
MacGyver style, turn black to shine
It's your man One Dae yo, I'm back to shine
So fresh, a bit different from the rest
Bang this up to 10 and feel the funk in your chest (yes)
Verse 3:
Since day one, your man stuck to his guns
Seen 'em come and go, I'm still here stackin' my ones
Seen 'em blow quick and crawl back beggin' for crumbs
Tyrin' to hustle, and they're better off bubblin' gum
Straight frontin' with a couple jums under they tongue
Immaculate slums, mad rappers, half of them suck
Come on man, more than half of them suck
Eighty five percent sound like they fell a few feet from a mic
And someone pressed the red light and said fuck it, he nice
Threw the shit in the store and put the kid on the tour
He came back with AIDS broke, cause all the f*ckin' was raw
They saw Dae, mutha f*cka ya' foul
Nah, my duck duck goose bitch dippin' mutha f*cka that foul
Got a serious style, but i can still smile wit a scowl
I'm higher than all ya'll, give a pound to an owl
Yo pardon, i gotta bounce now, I'm movin' my bowels (one)
Chorus 3:
You gotta hear me out, It's what it is now
Now matter what you're standin' for, you need to get down
Right now, non believers like wow
Makin' somethin' outta nothin' all the haters like how
MacGyver style, turn black to shine
It's your man One Dae yo, I'm back to shine
So fresh, a bit different from the rest
Bang this up to 10 and feel the funk in your chest (yes)
Yes (yes, yes)
Yes yes yes yes
Yah yah, nah mean
OD, M. Polo..
F*ck you if you homo, keep shit so thorough
All five boroughs
Worldwide, all seven continents