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