[Intro: L.T.D. sample]
"They're not there
When you love me
Hold me and say you care
And what we have is much more than they can see""

[Scratches by Maseo]
[Jimmy Lynch:] ("L-la-la-ladies and gentlemen...")
[Chuck D:] ("H-he-he-here we go again!")

[Intro: DJ Premier]
No doubt! Y'all care anymore, about this Hip-Hop, man?!
I mean – how far will you punk motherfuckers go
For 15 seconds of fame?!?
Microwave popcorn-ass n***as...
Yeah! We give you much more
Longevity, baby! Aiyyo, Dave!

[Verse 1: Dave]
Yo! It's been instilled in me since infinite, y'all
Usin' these minutes like I value the call
Put your money in the bank, and hold rank
Over friends who ain't got leadership skills
I got the sheep in my eyes, so I can't sleep
We light the land and laid a brand ole way
Grand Opry'rate the scandal way, L.I. sheist
I play the X-Box instead of fuckin' with dice
I hate losin' to those who walk away with my dough 'cause I dozed!
Tracy broke me
And now she wanna see the resident, provokin' me
To pop wheelies on my bicycle, watch her eyes twinkle
One house, two houses, third house
House rules so house take bank, watch Dave bank
Banner had 'em on the hawk since Atlanta extravaganza
Gamma ray rap, I make The Hulk snap
Jump back like James Brown, "Hey now!"
When the liquor over, we smokin' the hay now
Delegate, numero dos, I holla out the silent lows
And keep the Island close to me
[Chorus: Yummy Bingham, L.T.D. sample]
Much more is what we got in store (Much more)
Just believe me (Believe)
"And what we have is much more than they can see"
Much more than they can see
Is how it'll always be, believe me (Gotta believe)
"And what we have is much more than they can see"

[Verse 2: Posdnuos]
I got verb skills, babies, and bills
A brother who smoked crills
And still tryin' to get himself together from it
No one can quite run it like me
I'm on the cutting edge of what's alleged to be – hot
And when you rock, it's just impersonations of me
The rightest M.C., M-P with the "V" in the middle
I belittle ya plan, courtesy–of NY dirty C, my man
My base of fans is made up of many; with kids allergic
To belts lettin' they mind melt from drinkin' the Henny
And them straight and narrow types who be waitin' to hear
Them drums say the revolution is near – are you listening???
Are your eardrums open for christening?
We God Body MC's with these tools
While some others play God, they just goddamn fools with it
I don't cuff mics, I rough mics up, rough and rugged
Yet the girls still love it
Still and all, five-oh came to my mic check
Tellin' me I left lacerations around my mic's neck
Domestically dispute it and you just might get
The undisputed underdog servin' y'all – threat!
[Chorus: Yummy Bingham, L.T.D. sample]
Much more is what we got in store (It's much more than...)
Just believe me (...than they could ever see)
"And what we have is much more than they can see"
Much more than they can see
Is how it'll always be, believe me (Ohhh)
"And what we have is much more than they can see"
Much more is what we got in store (It's much more)
Just believe me (I need you to believe me, yeahhh)
"And what we have is much more than they can see"
Much more than they can see
Is how it'll always be, believe me
(That's how it's always gonna be, believe me, yeahh)
"And what we have is much more than they can see"
Much more is what we got in store (Much more!)
Just believe me (I need you to believe me!)
"And what we have is much more than they can see"
Much more than they can see
Is how it'll always be, believe me
(It's how it's always gonna be, believe me)
"And what we have is much more than they can see"
Much more is what we got in store (Much more!)
Just believe me (Ya gotta believe me!)
"And what we have is much more than they can see"
Much more than they can see
Is how it'll always be, believe me
(It's much more they can see, uh oh ohhh-oh, yeah)
"And what we have is much more than they can see"
"And what we have is much more than they can see"
"And what we have is much more than they can see"