[Featuring No I.D.]. ("Yeah yeah now check the method" - Extra P from ATCQ's _Keep It. Rollin_). * cut and scratched 4X by Mista Sinister. Verse One: No I.D.. No time to get all excited just write it. from the inside let the pen slide and spread. the ink on the papyrus come understand this (what?). Paint the canvas givin you my vision. To mold you compose you. Get a picture of the scene then get an exposure. Words out my cipher the life of my circle. Train tracks aside of me Cabrini to Idabi don't lie to me. You want me in your needle. Squirt me in your vein maintain on the couch. I excite your brain till I'm out of your system. Be digger not a nigger or a niggerole I figure you're. the winner of the bread precede your thoughts. 'fore they come into your head (yo kid kinda nice!). From the word I speak unique clear and concise. Heads I'm boring soaring to a new height of flight. And then fight the night. With a light to gain sight make your competition say AIGHT. No I.D. from the city with a bridge on thirty-first. Makin all butt crews disperse. Chorus: repeat 4X. [No I.D.] I'm in my own world ("Yeah yeah now check the method"). Verse Two: Common. [No I.D.] ("Check the method") I'm in my own world. I say pay attention boy I say UHH looka here. I want you to see me when you do you look and fear. I dilate pupils it's cornea than a retina. My Book of Life you felt it because of the texture. When I'm bubbly I call the ex ta see if she still love me. I'm advanced like a copy studs be on my sac to dub me. CHEAP ASS NIGGAZ! Go and purchase it. I ain't do all this work for shit. my style's my child I gave birth to it. Like an immaculate conception clean I came. Went through label pains didn't give shorty a name. I put bros before hoes that's the way love and life goes. It's a Jungle out there but I'm never Fever-in for them white hoes. I love black thighs you sisters better realize. The real hair and real eyes get real guys. So before you makeup your face you better make up your mind. I hope you wake up in time for the revolution or you gon be like. "I can't believe it! I got shot!". Bowe/bo so I lick one not for Riddick. But I got the Rid for my dick. And the crab MC's that be all over it. Huh what good is the Rid without the comb?. I'm the street pick peace to Nick Tim Mark and Sekendall. I remember me and Deion tried to get into Mendal. I didn't have No I.D. they wouldn't let me in. Now them same gumps be askin me to get them in. I be like "You don't know me... fool". And color it purple cause he ain't in my circle. Now I'm talkin square biz to you and I'm out. I'm in my own world.