The Introduction - J Dilla

Back in the days when I was a young nigga

Before my uncle Al let me pull a gun trigger

You could find Dilla listening to Abstract

My pops used to say it reminded him of Jazz Cats

See he told me that this game go in cycles

Example, Sisqo amping like Michael

Expect nothing but fire, it’s on and poppin'

If you got the chronic, J is for the coppin'

Come on everybody let’s get live with it

The niggas nice with it like dykes lick it

First let me introduce myself

My peeps call me Dilla

Known to write and produce myself

Also I’m a pimp by nature

Worked hard though

Ball more than the NBA does, it’s Dilla

Motha' fucka' get the name right now

My live niggas love it like they name Bilal

I bangs it out, niggas put the same shit out

And I’ve been observing the game, came to save it now

It’s Dilla, bringing the pain and bringing the truth

If you bring it to J then you bring it to you

Got a problem, I ain’t worried at all

Born and raised in the D

And hold big fuckin' warrior balls

Dilla like inspector Gadget

Cause I pull out the tools to eliminate the extra baggage

Dilla on some vector fab shit, watch out

Party people if you like it hot shout, Dilla

I got the MJ disease, emcees wanna be me

If I spit anything it’s gonna be heat

Cause Dilla dawg a one of a kind, nigga

Killin' 'em all for the rhyme

A motherfuckin son of a nine, nigga

If I pull a chain out in the sun of the blind, niggas

First thing that come to your mind

When you think of hard core

Taking cuts to the front of the line

J Dilla, icey, like

So contagious, call me J Isley

'Bout to take the fuck off travel at light speed

Row

Ok, row your boat, don’t rock it

Just row, but don’t rock it

Row, but don’t rock it

Just row, but don’t rock it

Just row, row, but don’t rock it

Just row

Yeah, party people

Get live with it