[Intro: Rapper Big Pooh]
Rapper! Remix! Remix! Remix!

[Verse 1: Rapper Big Pooh]
I done heard I was crazy
N***as ain't want me to make my first album
(How come?) I been nice since momma applied talcum
Get it by any means, Brother Malcolm
Witness the outcome
Did it with some inhibitions, imagine without none
Fat Boy, look at all these n***as I have outrun
Out them, bones in your closet, I am not done
Over any instrumental, n***a I am redrum
Sooner you submit, the lesser chance of bedlum
You little kids probably shoulda been in bed, son
Grown man busi-ness, I don't care about rest of rap's silliness
You are lookin at what the best really is!
The Holy Trinity, I'm better than before
So it's like facin ten of me, I pray to God
To have mercy on my enemies, picture me rollin
Red cup full of Hennesey, a black Charger I call Eric Bieniemy

[Chorus]
People think that I'm lucky
At last, I'm literally loungin black
Sittin back, loungin black
Take it easy
This life's a competition, this a mission here I'm tellin you
Paid dues
People think that I'm lucky
Slow down you can't learn that quick
It's the same ol' same ol' same ol' same 'ol
[Verse 2: Phife Dawg]
Word in the streets was, Phife couldn't do an album on his own
(How come?) Not a soul gave a shit, he's just a sidekick
All I needed was a chance, little leeway
Was told to parlay while bein looked at sideways
Label managements steadily they doubted me
Patiently waited my turn, still ain't hearin me
"Give it up Malik, you're livin in a fantasy!"
Freestyle, written lyrics were gettin downplayed
It hurt my soul to the point I was in disarry
What the fuck can one do? What else can Phifey say?
Disgusted, distraught such disillusionment
Crazy descent bein that I couldn't represent
With that, I kept my distance to mostly wack emcees
Had to distinguish who I was from what they thought I'd be
Life of the party, watch the Phifer do the thing
The greatest leaders had to learn to follow - now kiss the ring!

[Chorus]
People think that I'm lucky
At last, I'm literally loungin black
Sittin back, loungin black
Take it easy
This life's a competition, this a mission here I'm tellin you
Paid dues
People think that I'm lucky
Slow down you can't learn that quick
It's the same ol' same ol' same ol' same 'ol
[Verse 3: T3]
Uh, Dilla
You thought that I would fail - silly!
I be here 'til the Lord sit with me
Especially I'm makin music movin like a symphony
Use some rhymin words with these metaphors and similes
Only enemy I see is prol'ly it's the inner me
That's in my blood, and you ain't even kin of me
Y'all n***as suck, a big fat D-I-C..
..K, WHAT! I told them n***as hold on
The Lord told me that he blessed the pages that I wrote on
So how can I go wrong when I write? (Uh)
Up late at night, saber my light, a true Jedi Knight
(Uh) Damn right, say good night!
Back to the subject, bustas, n***as dumbsick
Can't touch this, with oven mitts
I'm back in the kitchen, cookin up shit
You're lackin attention, that I'm gon' get

[Chorus]
People think that I'm lucky
At last, I'm literally loungin black
Sittin back, loungin black
Take it easy
This life's a competition, this a mission here I'm tellin you
Paid dues
People think that I'm lucky
Slow down you can't learn that quick
It's the same ol' same ol' same ol' same 'ol