[Intro: Phonte, with adlibs from 9th Wonder, Big Pooh & Big Dho behind him]
Uh... check me out, baby
Ayo, I be the one Phonte
Representin' Little Brother...
From now, never be another
It's Phonte, Pooh, and 9th Wonder
And my man Big Dho, that's undiscovered
Gettin' freaky wit' them broads undercover
Take it way back like Mr. Lover Lover
Ayo, we keep it runnin' like this
From the top of the dome, light it up with a kiss
But not Jada, Phonte the style playa
Adios, peace out, n***as, I'll see ya later
Phonte coming through just like Big Tay back
Off the top of the dome, threw on the play back
Because it's just like "yo, I didn't say that!"
Where my n***a Nicolay at? Let's light it up

[Hook: sample]
"Ohhhh, it will light up
It will surelyyyyy light up..."
"If you'll just believe..."
"It will light up
It will surelyyyyy light up..."

[Verse 1: Rapper Big Pooh]
The most magnificent
Pooh speak the omnipotent
For the rhyme impotent
Complicate plenty simpletons
I got enough friends to last my life
Fuck your feelings and your home town rice
The stage is mine if I rocked the mic
Lead a love up the path tonight
It's due time to set a couple n***as straight
And get this beef off my chest plate
Bitch n***as tryin' to frustrate, dap you up, on the low, really hate
Is that the price of cats being too great?
Can I live without you all in my face? And ya hands out?
See that's the shit that I be talking about
Behind your back, [faggots] runnin' they mouth, just stick a dick in it
And have a seat, homie, let us step to the forefront
Major display, all up in your store front
That's what the people want
The champs back in here
Let's shout the name out loud and clear, we lightin' it up....
[Hook: sample]
"Ohhhh, it will light up
It will surelyyyyy light up..."
"If you'll just believe..."
"It will light up
It will surelyyyyy light up..."

[Verse 2: Phonte]
Yo... Tay ready to assassinate
Rockin' the Gordon Gartrell with seven buttons, still I fascinate ("Denise!")
This politics shit'll ruin kids
N***as be thinking just because we tight, that mean they music is (Nah)
That ain't the way it work, dog, go exam your roots
Look n***as dead in they eyes, start demanding the truth
Producer not properly commanding his loops
I ain't saying it's wack, that shit'll win a Grammy on mute
I'm like that half crazed man on the roof
The ex-Vietnam vet with no heart panhandling loot
With a MAC 10 raised to shoot ya
Phonte's a big dog, better get ya bitches spayed or neutered ("mrreow!")
Last year, been praised and tutored
Radioheads downloading my shit, to 'OK Compute' it
Got plans to shine, style Three Times Dope like Eastern Standard Time
And I'm gon' handle mine, let's light 'em up, baby... for real

[Outro: Phonte, over Chorus sample]
And it's like this, y'all
Keep it running
From US to the Netherlands, I be the better man
On this track right here (It's Little Brother on the track one time)
9th Wonder... Nicolay... (It's like this, y'all)
Uh yo, uh aiyyo, it's like this, y'all (This y'all, this y'all...)
Now take it back, c'mon!
Yeah... we keep it moving, y'all
Showing and proving, y'all
Believe in me, baby, believe in this right here
[sings along with sample] "Surrrrrrely..."