[Verse]
We was coolin' in my car one day, you see
Clockin' a double nickel on the L-I E
When it dawned on us that it was ten o'clock
Turned on the tunes to hear the DJs rock
The hands got to clappin', the fingers start to snappin'
E and I was coolin', Brooklyn spirits we was snappin'
In and out of fantasies on how large we can get
Coolin' in rocks and Benzes with the ground effect kits
I wanted black, E was on the two-tone
Stupid boomin' system with the hands-free phone
The dream gets better and I would like to go on
But I was brought back to reality by a toot of a horn
Smoke everywhеre, oh, just what we needed
On thе way to shop our demo, and the car overheated
Feelin' real low, low enough to die
Holdin' up traffic, on the FDR drive
We had to play ourselves, in the fresh dipped gear
E Double had to push while MD steered
There went our dreams, too cool with golden limos
And all we kept sayin' was please listen to my demo

[Chorus]
Please listen to my demo
Please listen to my demo
Please listen to my demo
Please-please-please-ple-please listen to my demo