Intro (Poobie's Song)

[Rapper Big Pooh] Yeah (Yeah!) It's your boy, Rapper, mayn (Rapper!) Lil' Brother (Lil' Brother!) Mick Boogie (Mick Boogie!) Justus For All (It's Hall of Justus, nigga) I know some of you niggas out here like (What they be like?) These niggas can't be serious (Can't be serious!!) Do you belive? We back again, motherfuckers Yo, It's your boy Rapper, number four, none after Me and Tigga Low welcome you to the next chapter The flock wanna hear messages from the new pastor (Preach!) Mick Boogie, cue the choir for the next number Six months later we awake from a slumber Rejuvinated like we sleep with cucumbers See, since day one, we've done us Stay on the grind, no rich will ever run us And this here is a message for newcomers Do your homework, we go back five summers Nigga, I am the League's top gunner {*gunshot*}Nigga, I am the League's top gunner {*gunshot*}Nigga, I am the League's top gunner Somewhere on the strip wit' some gas station stunners Taking in ways watchin' old cattle graze Thinkin' to myself, damn they loved you yesterday (What happened, nigga?) But yesterday is the past, right now is the present Noble mind feedin' thoughts to you pesants It's Hall of Justus, nigga!