The Official

Now I want everybody to clap your in this place
Come on!

Yea, tell me something good baby
Cause I sho' got something good for you
I wanna bring to you, (Yea) My Nigga!
J Dilla... one of the most slept on (ok!)
Patta Tay, Patta Tay...
I'm a sign yo pitty on the runney kine!
And pass it to my man

J Dilla
Holla!
Get it, Poppin of from the bottles to the collars
Clap hands, nigga... Get live with your mans nigga
It's thee Official... hands in the air let me see them wrist glow
Turn me up another notch in your system
You say you want the hot shit then listen
Madlib... and J Deezy
Doin it like we doing it for tv
And you don't wanna change the dial
World premier niggas rearrange your styles
Should have never been allowed in the game
All ya'll fake gangsters out
We shut it down like the enemy
I know all my real niggas feeling me
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Time for some real niggas in the game
It's, The Official

Who let Mad and Dilla in the gate
It's Thee Official

Bringin that shit since back in the days
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Ok...
Out we the old and in with the new shit
Quick to tighten the faces
Of niggas who catch cases of loose lips
Shut tit up... shut tit up!
Or see some real live nigga nuttin up!
And I don't be around the way
Like I used to I don't have time these days
I keeping busy makin power moves
I don't fuck with them coward dudes
I keeps it bouncing when the P.I's wanna
Wish for death, I'm C Bronson
It's whatever it's however you l
Think a nigga trying to move ahead of you then you right
We gon take this back, nigga
You already know, Jay spit that
It's Official

Time for some real niggas in the game
It's Official

Who let Mad and Dilla in the gate
It's the Official

Bringing that shit since back in the days
It's the official
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Writer(s): James Dewitt Yancey, Otis Lee Jr. Jackson, Roger Kay Karshner, Chuck Mangione
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