[Intro: Pete Rock]
FM, Jay Stay Paid
The hottest hour in hip-hop, you know who it is baby
The boy Pete Rock
And it's the revenge of Pay Jay Productions muh'f**ers
[Lil' Fame]
{*scratched in background: "Yeah!"*}
And you don't stop
Lil' Fame in the house, you don't stop
J Dilla rock on you don't stop
You don't stop, and you don't stop {*BOMB!*}
[Chorus: Lil' Fame]
Lil' Fame in the house, you don't stop {*BOMB!*}
J Dilla rock on you don't stop {*BOMB!*}
You don't stop {*BOMB!*} you don't stop {*BOMB!*}
[Lil' Fame]
It's like that and uh, it's like that and uh
Uh-huh~! You f**in with the Marxmen, and uh
You f** around and get left popped, in your bandana
This is Mo. P's, A-B-G, Any Body Get-It
From the moment I walked in (we go off top)
My presence is felt, I'm light years ahead of myself
See that ground that you stand Duke I'll put you under that
Calm the f** down homeboy you ain't a Thundercat
Think you the illest n***a, I'ma tell you Fame realer
Fame iller, now "Ante Up" b**h and pay Dilla
Cause if heaven was a mile away (yeahhhhh)
I'd jump in the V to come see ya, me and Termanology
(That's whattup though!) And you don't stop {*BOMB!*}
[Chorus]
{"Too damn dough! Yeah"} Dilla
Yeah, J Dilla whattup... WHATTUP~?!
[Interlude]
Holla look back at your mans dog, 3-1-3, 4-4-4-4
4-2-8, peace
{"Hands up"} Get up! {*scratched*} C'mon!
C'mon kid, c'mon kid, c'mon yo
[Lil' Fame]
For the year two thousand and nine
It's the same old sh**, n***as out here out on the grind
I run with them big shots, who let off four shots
Let a full clip go as soon as soon as the ball drop
It's a Marxmen Cinema team that's, seen this
Hit a n***a with a package quick fast, sling this
We'll, break yo' a** up, stomp you down
It's Brownsville motherf**er we don't compromise
We handle them bats like A-Rod, go 'head and play hard
And find out what kind of bullsh** we on
It's the world's, most, dangerous
Glorious victorious warriors from the left lung of the 'Ville
Chill, before we send that forth back at ya
{*ka-klow, pow*} Couple of slugs tossed back at ya
Cause y'all know, like I know, who game realest
It's the Fame and the Glory, but first pay Dilla
Motherf**er! {*scratched: "Hands up" to end*}