We`re the ones with the flame
(Yeah)
We`re the fire that remains
(Turn Rell up a little bit)
We`re controllin` the game from now on
(Huh)

Yeah! It`s the world renowned
Internationally connected
Locally accepted
Roc`-a-fella records
Don`t get it confused
(Roc`, baby)
Doin` what we do
(It`s the Roc`, baby)
B. Sig., Rell, Peedi Crakk, Free, Young H-O, Bleek
(You understand)
Introducin`

It`s Young C
(Young C!)
Home of Philly, young and hungry
All the girlies wanna fall in lust with me
And every hood in the world discussin` me
I hated once when I didn`t give it up to Neef
It`s Neef Buck
(Neef Buck!)
Out the cut
(Out the cut!)
All the haters wanna claim that they f**k with us
It ain`t a game, ni**as know that they Toys R Us
They can`t f**k with us
Aaw

I`m the one
Man I`m money, hoes, clothes and shows
To do with your ho all wrapped in one
I`m not done
Man, I`m the s**t after it`s all said and done
The one to cop one, come back for another one
Quick fast, like rapid refund
I`m the grr mean green out the money machine
I`m not done
I`m Omilio and interviews thought you could hold Sparks in the hood

Give me hon`
And you like it
All those haters talkin` s**t we don`t like it
We love it
That black mask, black glove s**t
Roll up on him don`t budge, bitch
With my mack and my tech
And my vest, just like that
For them ni**as thinkin` Mack Milli not really from the streets
I`m that gallstone trapped in the belly of the beast

Those seen here we`ll lead you forever
And we will not leave you, never
And our voices will ring
(Ring)
Together
As one
Aaw

It`s young Free
Move, workin` the wheel
Hand jerkin` the V
Busters don`t let you crossed the line
Thinkin` I`m off my job
But I`m on like Chris when he popped his `cuz
Thinkin` them slugs`ll fly
Call me P.C
Tempers feelin`, I peel
Look how I`m killin` the wheel
The fitted tilt to the left
The shirt blend with the sweats
Your girls skirts invest
She undressin`, don`t stare
Check the picture ni**a

I`m the one
Young H-O, a game of one
What you think I`d do to the brain of that dame you bring
Listen hon, twist one, this Armi, sip some
It`s only 40 proof, it feel like 151
When I`m done
Make a run with the Roc
Rock Air Force 1`s
Rock a bun, hide s**t in her hair when I come
Through customs, cops can`t bust him
It`s Hov the Hustler, I`m having one hell of a run

And you like it
All those haters talkin` s**t we don`t like it
No, we love it
I got a mommy with a body, don`t touch it
You can`t f**k wit
Young Easy, I on the Just Blaze production
You get nothin`
We get enough spins
Can`t stop us from coppin` bottles while we clubbin`
It`s the R O C forever, tell the public, huh!

Those seen here we`ll lead you forever
And we will not leave you, never
And our voices will ring
(Ring)
Together
As one
Aaw