And this is just a intermission I'm on a mission but really just usin intuition All that i am is way more than ego Me, myself, and I, yeah, that's my 3 amigos But word to de la soul stakes is high my peoples Everybody watchin behind closed doors and peepholes I think if you like a status and think that that is The same as tellin a person what matters, well thats backwards And this is urban artform but i'm from the backwoods I made the team cuz my feet as fleet as macwoods You brought them bad goods, my man got them good bags I replaced all my woulda beens and my could haves With a whole lot of effort and a little good grass I got a mean sixteen if you check my hood pass The rapper litmus, is what you spittin to get us to move Now catch the groove and let it do what it do And let it be and let it do what it do And let it be and let it do what it do And let it be and let it do, now what it do And what it do...