[Verse 1: C.L. Smooth] C.L. is that living legend Life is like the number 7 I had to walk through hell just to get to heaven My weapons a microphone laced with a hot track Knock it back, this is real hip hop, jack Coming straight out the New Guiena, My flow is so gritty Controlling the whole city, the hood is so with me In fact I'm God-like, put me in the spotlight Trunk tight, if it ain't rough it ain't right so Let me do the damn thing, I'm putting it down king You doubt the kid, bring every song they wanna sing But son, your sleeping on me, this is why I keep it on me Believe in fairy tales, this here's the true story I'm world wide with it, why I 'm so fly with it The soul brother, number one, wait til I get it With Nujabes now, turntables keep spinning Love the way I perform thats why I stay winning [Verse 2: C.L. Smooth] How I stay caked up, despite the break up Fans miss my old group, but see me in the new coup Lacing up my new joints and measure my 5 point You study in detail, this is all C.L. Smooth So hard with it daddy, so nice with it baby Like school yard pay me, its really all gravy though No hard feelings, built to keep it moving Never asked what you were doing, just keep something brewing Let it bang, let it pop, like you call that copping I'm going straight to the top See me do it for the TV, Here stands the MC Back then it made you, now its gonna make me Lately, see I'm living life so good Step my game up, got my street fam out the hood Let me climb up the charts now, all black art now Nuja play the flute, while your boy get loot, Uh! [Verse 3: C.L. Smooth] You take my space, and put it to my face Solidify my place, in raps with the paper chase Who got better taste in women and good living I'm feeling the whole boom and none of you lames do it I get spread through it, it's nothing to me, homie You know my name ring bells, yeah they all know me Hold down the fort, here to put it in port They hound CL Smooth to get the street taught The ghettos we walk, rapper's insecurity You know I'm soon to be the poster child for unity They wanna be me, thats all on my CD A real O.G. living it fast and free Let me mold you, show you how I spit lyrics Know all the words and dont speak a lick of English I stay global with it, this is why I get it on It's the top dog, return of the mecca don