Yeah, yeah
J Dilla
J Dilla, to the late great J Dilla
Things don’t get realer
Like a Pittsburgh Steeler, this is black and yellow
I be the smooth fellow
I can say hello when I come to the Glasshaus
Sometimes I just might pass out a couple of styles
When it comes down, yo, it’s me and Bilal
Yo, I’m a ghetto child of ‘87
When it comes to this, yo, I be the ladies’ heaven
I can rise it up and let you take it there
Do you like a brother, yo, with no hair?
This is all good ‘cause you just might glare
Whеn it comes to this, yo, you say all is fair
In love
I can get a dub and a littlе bit of bank
When it comes to this, yo, the style is never cranked
Up too high or too low
This is these brothers from Philly and Chicago
And, of course, Houston
H-Town
Yo we keep boosting, boosting
Told you this is revolution of a music that’s comin’
Hundred miles and runnin’
When it comes to this, yo, I never been a gunman
Just shoot for the stars
Going over bars
Seen my people in them Cadillac cars
I want more than that
I’m explorin’ that
When I come down, yo, I’m implorin’ that
Yo, it’s like this
I gotta get pub
And never will I just try to push or shove
I been on a quest like the brother Questlove
Or better yet Ahmir
When I come and steer clear
This is how it be
Yo, you can’t outposture me
When I’m chilling with my brother Rob G
And, of course, this is how you view
Get the picture
I’mma roll down with my man Boom Bishop
Read a little bit of scripture
Go to the church in all things work
This is how it hurts
Some time to just let it out
I gotta set it off then set it out to my people
Then when it comes to this, yo, there’s no equal
I could do it like this and this
It’s original type of Hebrew
Things that come down
The way the rap sun sound
I can keep shining
And keep rhyming
And I can stare it
And get into the carrots
Thank you to the Glasshaus and thank you to Jarrett

This is it how it be, yo
This is not the type of thing that goes off free when we come
Yeah I got my man, yo, Ahmir on the drum
Yo, Bilal, just give ‘em some
Check it out, uh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I reminisce y’all, I reminisce
I reminisce, I reminisce, oh, yeah

You know, it make me wanna say
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh
I reminisce
You’re infectious
I reminisce, yes
Yes
You’re infectious
When they reminisce over you
Infectious
When they reminisce over you
Said years ago in the midst of hallways and sliding doors
Missing links of very, very obscure vision of you
Ooh, shine
But only for a short time
My mistake I just didn’t pick up on it till years down the line

And now as I reminisce, reminisce
Will I ever see your face again?
Infectious, ooh, I reminisce
Will I ever see your face again?
Reminisce
You’re so infectious
Infectious
Cool deal

The Divine has placed us in
Such a small world
And thankfully so our paths cross once more
And to whose surprise but mine was 14th and 6th
Was the place where we combined once more
There at the front door of (reminisce) the corner store
You stood and I reminisce
Thought I’d never see your face again
I reminisce
Infectious
I reminisce
You’re infectious
You’re infectious
(Reminisce)
Infectious
Oh a happy story always ends, as it starts (yes sir)
With few exceptions involved (reminisce)
We became an item
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo

I reminisce over a chick colder than a shoulda
A princess, a soldier raised in Islamic culture
Sexy as the girl on the Jamaica poster
Met her overseas where it really don't be no sistahs
Brought her on stage as Bilal sang Soul Sista'
The body parts, her heart was thicker
Sweet on her tryna make sure it ain't the liquor
She was with a n***a come to find out
She, her sister, backstage
Conversation kissed her
Made me forget to remember that I pimp or die
Put the pimpin' aside, I sene Kenya in her eye
Our connections lied in a life before
For us to meet again was Divine law
I can't describe how deep I dug her
Now only in memory can I hug her, I reminisce

My God
My God

Yeah, my God
My God
My God, oh

When I reminisce
Reminisce over you girl, oh
When I reminisce (I reminisce, reminisce)
You’re infectious
When I reminisce, oh (reminisce, my God)
Infectious