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Song title: Pete Rock - #1 Soul Brother

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I travel the land with the sp in my hand
Rock from new york, london and japan
Its time to take command expand to higher lands
P.h. the next man not in da plans
Im dead serious like as in response I hit niggaz in the head
P.r. the thoroughbred comes through intellectual
I rap lyrical, always on da humble and sometimes Im spiritual
Hands down accept any mans challenge
I strive and keep the competition off balance
Da fruits of my talent is this its simple
I drop science on the instrumental
I take seven ill drums put em in a line
And add seven more snares to make it combine
Itll take seven more horns before I start to rhyme
Now that twenty-one beats made up at the same time
I was bound ta shine haters get left behind
Aint no time for them, stamp my name on rap
Perhaps you hear da words from pay next sequel
Part two something for tha people
Im still number one

Now I appear return ten years the pioneer
Deliver action thrillers that explode in ya ear
Compensate for all the ups and downs in my career
Stop the small talk my focus remains clear
Should have won a nobel prize for thoughts and ideas
Critcally acclaimed while some of yall cats in tha game for fame
Fame lives in my name pete rock its simple and plain
Check it simply stressing it soon to start chin checking kids
God protected, so Im selected to orchestrate the next great
And create, contemplate the worlds fate p.r. the heavyweight
Put these thoughts in ya mind while we on the topic
You can tell Im still on it by the way I rock it
Full swing introduce the ninety-eight product
Niggaz talk the gossip but they aint got shit
Im number one

This goes out to deejays and emcees
Unlock real hip-hop, rock holds the key
Magnificient ya style is irrelavent
Ill flip the bass and erase any trace of sample evidence
Trust a few men within this circle of thieves
Single out the enemy with ease
Earned every stripe on my sleeve
The five star general keep it moving ya rap needs improvement
So heres a lesson ta learn, lyrics under fire burn third degree
And my steez is making hot tracks for gs
World famous, salute my capabilities with 21 guns and ammunition
The sp runs 91 rounds precision on target with this rap bullet
First string team in position
The medal of honor hanging from my neck swinging
Im still number one