[Intro: Pete Rock]Uh, uh-huhYeah-yeahOne-two, y'all, and ya don't—And ya can't—And I can't— check it, yo[Verse 1: Pete Rock]I travel the land with the SP in my handRock from New York, London and JapanIt's time to take command, expand to higher landsP.H., the next man not in the plansI'm dead serious, like DasIn response I hit niggas in the head, P.R. the thoroughbredComes through intellectual, I rap lyricalAlways on the humble and sometimes I'm spiritualHands down accept any man's challengeI strive and keep the competition off-balanceThe fruits of my talent is this, it's simpleI drop science on the instrumentalI take seven ill drums, put 'em in a lineAnd add seven more snares to make it combineIt'll take seven horns before I start my rhymeNow it's twenty-one beats made up at the same timeI was bound to shine, haters get left behindAin't no time for that, stamp my name on rapPerhaps you hear the words from my next sequelPart two is something for the people, I'm still number one[Chorus]I'm number one (One-one-one)Not himNumber one (You seem stunned, remember me?)Alright (Pete Rock)I'm number one (One-one-one)Not himNumber one (You seem stunned, remember me?)Alright (Pete Rock)[Verse 2]Now I appear, return ten years the pioneerDeliver action thrillers that explode in ya earCompensate for all the ups and downs in my careerStop the small talk, my focus remains clearShould have won the Nobel Prize for thoughts and ideasCritically acclaimed while some of y'all cats in the game for fameFame lives in my name, Pete Rock, it's simple and plain, check itSimply stressing this, soon to start chin checking kidsGod protected, so I'm selectedTo orchestrate the next great and createAnd contemplate the world's fate, P.R. the heavyweightPut these thoughts in ya mind while we on the topicYou can tell I'm still on it by the way I rock itFull swing, introduce the ninety-eight productNiggas talk the gossip but they ain't got shit, I'm number one[Chorus]I'm number one (One-one-one)Not himNumber one (You seem stunned, remember me?)Alright (Pete Rock)I'm number one (One-one-one)Not himNumber one (You seem stunned, remember me?)Alright (Pete Rock)[Verse 3]This goes out to DJs and MCsUnlock real hip-hop, Rock holds the keyMagnificent, ya style is irrelevantI'll flip the bass and erase any trace of sample evidenceTrust a few men within this circle of thievesSingle out the enemy with easeEarned every stripe on my sleeve, the five star generalKeep it moving, ya rap needs improvementSo here's a lesson to learn, lyrics under fire burn third degreeAnd my steez is making hot tracks for GsWorld famous, salute my capabilities with 21 guns and ammunitionThe SP runs 91 rounds precisionOn target with this rap bulletFirst string team in positionThe medal of honor hanging from my neck swingingI'm still number one[Chorus]I'm number one (One-one-one)Not himNumber one (You seem stunned, remember me?)Alright (Pete Rock)I'm number one (One-one-one)Not himNumber one (You seem stunned, remember me?)Alright (Pete Rock)[Outro]I'm number one (One-one-one)Not himNumber one (You seem stunned, remember me?)Alright (Pete Rock)I'm number one (One-one-one)Not himNumber one (You seem stunned, remember me?)Alright (One), Pete Rock[Interlude]But you gotta go through segments with Pete RockPart one, part two is the red zoneThrowin' on Creator and it's just tearin' the s— spot downMakin' moves back-to-back with ReminisceIt's a lot of flavor right there, man
