Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Guru
Guru
Chant
EPMD
EPMD
Artiste samplé
James Brown
James Brown
Artiste samplé
Sister Nancy
Sister Nancy
Artiste samplé
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Keith Elam
Keith Elam
Paroles/Composition
Chris Martin
Chris Martin
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
DJ Premier
DJ Premier
Production
Tony Dawsey
Tony Dawsey
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Kieran Walsh
Kieran Walsh
Ingénierie
Guru
Guru
Production
David Carpenter
David Carpenter
Assistance d’ingénierie
Joe Quinde
Joe Quinde
Assistance d’ingénierie
Luc Allen
Luc Allen
Assistance d’ingénierie
Luis Tineo
Luis Tineo
Assistance d’ingénierie
Max Vargus
Max Vargus
Assistance d’ingénierie

Paroles

It's mostly the voice, that gets you up
And mostly the voice, that makes you buck
A lot of rappers got flavor, and some got skills
But if your voice ain't dope then you need to (Chill)
Up steps one, and he gets done
Then up steps another, he gets smothered
That's word to mother, or should I say moms
I drop bombs, scorchin' **** like napalm
Sucka, boy, get off my shit
Get off my dick, so what I make butter hits
You better change your behavior, battling Gang Starr
No religion could save ya
My religion is rap, R-A-P
R-E-A-L-I-T-Y, G
'Cause when I rock street kids rejoice
I got mad rhymes, still
It's mostly the voice, that gets you up
And mostly the voice, that makes you buck
A lot of rappers got flavor, and some got skills
But if your voice ain't dope then you need to (Chill)
So when you think you know the whole, you don't even know the half
You're not a threat to myself, and neither to my staff
Not the type to really dance too much, although I used to
Rather bust a fresh line, and get loose to
The blunted ill types of beats Premier makes
Make your girl's rear shake, let me set it straight
It's the voice, that gets you up
And mostly the voice, that makes you buck
A lot of rappers got flavor, and some got skills
But if your voice ain't dope then you need to (Chill)
Some rappers use hooks to this shit
But if you took that shit out
And then you took all the music out
What would remain? The voice no doubt
Bless my soul I control
When in pimp mode
My bankroll expands, I invest in my man
I plan, to keep rap real
So if your shit ain't fat, then kneel
You squeal, feeling pain from my oral flex
What about oral sex? Which chick's next?
To open wide and get a chunk from a real brother
Yeah, some real funk from a real brother
They get sprung and most of them don't recover
But I don't diss 'em, I just talk to 'em
'Cause the sound of my voice, it does a lot to 'em
Seniority, the **** right there
Be aware, like SWV, I'm Right Here
Waitin' to correct your ass
And if you don't follow now, I'll disrespect your ass
More Vicious than Sid, do a crime with no bid
I tell a bitch that I didn't, when you know that I did
Take a trip to a land a-far
Then come back, and people still know Gang Starr
See, I'm the ladies choice
'Cause I got crazy styles, but still it's mostly the voice
The voice, that gets you up
It's mostly the voice, that makes you buck
A lot of rappers got flavor, and some got skills
But if your voice ain't dope then you need to (Chill)
Oh shit, Shug, what up?
Wassup money?
Just loungin', man, about to go do this shit in the studio
Oh yeah, you just let me get on that shit
You always said I could get on, you need to let me get on that
Word?
For real man
Yo man
Don't front on that shit
I'm sayin yo, if I let you get busy, you know what I'm sayin', you can't be disappointin' me
I flip shit, I'ma flip shit on this
Aight man, let's go
Written by: Chris Martin, Keith Elam
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