[Verse 1] [P] Back in the days on the streets of the Inland We used to kick routines and the precense was fittin' It was I, The Bishop [O] And me the young great We're known to make the heads nod and all the rumps shake Ayo, Price, you remember that routine Where we used to go to Gotham in them skinny jeans? [P] Oh back when I had the lip ring and n***as would say "Skinny Jeans is gay" but now they all rock 'em today? [O] Yeah you on point Price? [P] All the time, Okt [O] You on point Price? [P] All the time, Okt [O] You on point Price? [P] All the time, Okt [O] Well, just grab the microphone and let the rhyme rock [Verse 2: Price] Now here's a simple introduction to how nice I am They call me Price and God put lightning in my writing hand I spread love when I hop on stage and recite the jams But I got that type of temper to hop off and fight the fans I'm workin' on me Cause them ain't the steps that Christ would plan But you know I gotta get it right Ain't gon' happen over night It feel like Moses partin' the seas when I hold the mic Been nice since my white tees was oversized Ditchin' highschool for the cypher kickin' the coldest rhymes Ask 'em if they know the guy, bet they like "Sure, you right" Late night I kissed my girl 'til she close her eyes Dear Good Vibe Tribe you know I gotta hold you high From writin' with Hit-Boy, rappin' to old beats To thuggin' at B-Nice's crib, n***a got no sleep Up all night thinkin' bout all the times I dodged d**h And I dodged committin' crimes cause I was out kickin' [Hook: Oktane] The vibe don't lie, the vibe don't lie The vibe don't lie, the vibe don't lie The vibe, the vibe don't lie Elevate your natural high with the Good Vibe Tribe The vibe don't lie, the vibe don't lie The vibe don't lie, the vibe don't lie The vibe, the vibe don't lie Elevate your natural high with the Good Vibe Tribe [Verse 3] [O] Back in the days on the streets of the Inland We used to kick routines and the presense was fittin' It was I, I'm Juju [P] And me the young Bishop We here to bring the peace no need to make your guns lift up Yo Okt, your remember how it used to go? When we would dance everytime we rock at every show [O] Yeah that was back when I had braids we was pa**in' out flyers You know my memory s**s but let's try [P] Here we go, you on point Okt? [O] All the time, Price [P] You on point Okt? [O] All the time, Price [P] You on point Okt? [O] All the time, Price [O] Okay well grab the microphone and go and get the world some life [Verse 4: Oktane] Alright, pen to the pad cause the pad reflects the mental The bopper's in my pocket so I gotta keep it simple Need the groove on it, there it is, got it on my snap I.E. where you [?] got you on my back How you feelin' baby? Got it groovy everytime I rap Cause my richness is not riches if it ain't helping my pack People used to hate that city, now that city on the map If we don't start gettin' plaques back to back to back to back They don't deserve timeless, man my words vomit Keep my words honest with n***as that just need the word ride it Man I get high and listen to Earth, Wind & Fire Cause new music blows You look surprised, there ain't much music sold If you won't say it, I will, man music ain't been cold Man I remember when that new music ain't get old They had them horns on it That make you perform with your mama through the storm warning Now that sound cold, don't it? Man these rappers keep rapping Like this rap sh** ain't savin' their life Say what you want, man, but say that I'm right What the f** did you choose? [Hook: Oktane] The vibe don't lie, the vibe don't lie The vibe don't lie, the vibe don't lie The vibe, the vibe don't lie Elevate your natural high with the Good Vibe Tribe The vibe don't lie, the vibe don't lie The vibe don't lie, the vibe don't lie The vibe, the vibe don't lie Elevate your natural high with the Good Vibe Tribe