[Part I]

[Intro: Larry Davis sample]

"As the years go passing by...

Ooh!"

[Verse: J Dilla]

No jokes, no games, no gimmicks

Jaylib, no P, but No Limit

It's so hot, the N-O-dot O-N-E

For sure, dawg, off the top, we don't sleep

It's all work, no play, get more money

And more problems, no doubt

But no cake is no good, just like these rappers

No hood in 'em, knowing they some actors

Let's takeover, rap game makeover

It's next year now, yesterday's over

Time for new shit, "What can you do?" shit

Nothing, stick it up your you-know-what, and

It's no fake suckas around, by no means

There's no half steppin' here, you know we

Some nomads, 'cross the globe – you local, we loco

With flow, joe — you so-so

You know what's up like Oates, "No Can Do"

"Can't Go For That" clone shit, I demand you

Rap cats with no skills, know this –

Jaylib, we ain't taking, no prisoners

We gon' set shit off, like LoJack

All night, like NoDoz, dough stacked

There's no way, if no dough, it's no deal

J Dill' and Madlib – it's more real

And now you know, but knowing is only half the battle

Until y'all niggas get it together

Just turn up the bass and let ya trunk rattle—

(Trunk rattle— trunk rattle— trunk rattle—

Trunk rattle— trunk rattle— trunk rattle—

Trunk rattle— trunk rattle— trunk rattle—)

[Part II]

[Frank Readick, The Shadow sample]

"Who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men?

The Shadow knows, hm-hm-ha-ha-ha" ("Hm-hm-ha-ha-ha")