LATEEF: I just / jump outta bed and make my way to the sprinkler / let the

water wash over my soul from thinker to toe / take a leak and then I lean

over the sink brushing the teeth / and now I'm in full swing of the morning

ritual / mumbling the whole rhyme and re rehearsing my lines / hummin'

tunes on solo so the voice is prime and ready / steady as a photo through

the course of time / then I pick out a fit of the proper design / I'm

dipped fresh like pine yall / that's just in case I get any vaginal /

action in the place / gotta be sure that the homies get a taste of the

flavor / I double check and make sure the family got the date / the where,

when, and how, everthing checked out / super-tight within the SoleSides

circle of power / but now, where the fuck is X? / he's supposed ta had been

here an hour ago / shit, no trip, I kick a dope freestyle though / take a

moment out and give praise and thanks / and I'm thinking 'bout how the

Quannum gone have the shit crankin' / in a minute no gimmicks, just hyped

from the start to finish / wonderous night, beats thunderous, us lightin'

up. / 1st Chorus: LATEEF AND THE GIFT OF GAB: Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

yeah hella times /THE GIFT OF GAB: I went to sleep last night watching

showtime at the Apollo /like a youngun on the night before Xmas watching

the stockings / go 'round in a dingling and dance over their heads /

although it wasn't Xmas stockings it was microphones instead /above my

headrest. / Woke up ate my breakfast, checked off my checklist, called Jeff

/ just to quest if the guest list was just as requested, yes it was

ex-cellent, definately we'll bless this, / venue tonight allright, I gotta

get hyped, midnight is when we go on... / go through my lines a couple of

times / just to make sure they're sounding tight. / Ha