Yeah (Yeah... yeah) Taste good, don't it? Capital E... BBE (Haha) Yeah... on the mic (Yeah... uh... yeah) You're checking out the big boy, with the Capital E On a smooth track I rock a microphone steadily To be successful, my mental gotta be stable I grind hard to put food on the table Life's the music and we must dance With James Brown's legs I boogie on the dance floor, caught in a trance I'm not a wasteman that's not been able, from the cradle With strategies like a house of cards on a crooked table You better face reality, or it's nothing but the harder way For me I choose the power play, the time is here Took me years to win a single game, and a little more to win, every single one So drop the Band-Aid approach, for the record it's a big boys game And half steps come with killed hopes Hope you get it now, it's time to go for broke My words are gold melted into sound, it's the masterstroke, it's the masterstroke It's time to say hello, to the bro with the master flow (Bro with the master flow) Doing it like a pro, local and international (Local and international) And this is how we roll, hey I don't even have to show, have to show Original is what your boy is, I'll take you to heaven and back I promise (I promise) (Yeah) Don't even underplay, I got plans anyway Can't underestimate the role love and support play Babies crying "mom stay" A hopeless man could turn into a top contender, automatically Be mentally what you decide to be Exploring avenues every night, morning, and afternoon Deep inside of me the will is strong, I got to keep moving on I know where I'm going, and everywhere I be my confidence be showing Can't even touch, when I'm just about to buss And the verdict is unanimous The real deal what I portray, yo I'm never stuck in a rut And I be doing mines anyway Hey yo I'm part of the scene, part of the team Dope cats like a Grand Slam, they're few and far between That's how it goes, thought I should let you know Got lessons for semi-pros and their twinkle toes (And their twinkle toes) It's time to say hello, to the bro with the master flow (With the master flow) Doing it like a pro, local and international (Local and international) And this is how we roll, hey I don't even have to show (Have to show) Original is what your boy is, I'll take you to heaven and back I promise (Yeah, yeah) This is how I roll, I don't even have to show, have to show Don't have to show (Yeah) (BigBoyEllis) And this is how I roll, hey I don't even have to show, have to show (Don't have to show, don't have to show, don't have to show) Ahh ahh (Uh, yeah) Yeah (We're out)

(Yeah) Relax your mind (Yeah... hehe) Relax your mind (Yo) yeah (BBE... Walter 1ders... yo) As I get ready to evoke emotions with what I wrote The mic got its hands on my throat, I'll never choke I speak clearly, leaving my contenders provoked Stay calm and hold your balance if you're treading a tight rope I learned from the old folks how life sometimes can feel like a joke I laugh but ain't nothing funny, the struggle is real I know how it feels when you're hopeless, I've been there I be stronger now, with a stronger will Ready to fulfill what has to be, with a Sun Tzu strategy Don't be mad at me, I wanna be rich and live happily Time is a valuable commodity, I don't waste it I may slip and fall sometimes, but I'm quick, to get back on my feet Surviving in this concrete jungle, I'm Rambo Connecting pieces like Columbo I figured it out, forget the fussing and doubts, believe in yourself B Don't worry about nothing, just do you, and let it be Let it be (Just let it be) Just let it be, yeah, just let it be Let it be, let it be, let it be (Let it be) let it be (Let it be) Just let it be (Just let it be) yeah (Let it be) While I'm microphone checking, peops keep dancing Coming out your mansions, the world keeps advancing Sometimes it gets too complicated You just wanna get away, speaking to the desolate ones You've got the mind to overcome the bad episodes Letting it go, the Big Boy's here to let you know Felt something kind of blue, but did what I had to do Inspired by the bebop, achieved the impossible Sick to the stomach, to see the rise and the plummet It's periodic, you're going back to the summit It's yours for the taking, grab a blunt, smoke a fag Couple of drags, and keep the rest in your duffel bag Getting the after taste, now you don't have to wait Get the tools out, smashed it, now it's happy days All what you're telling me, is all for the memory On to the next one, you know it's time for you to let it be Let it be (Just let it be) Just let it be, yeah, just let it be Let it be, let it be, let it be (Let it be) let it be (Let it be) Just let it be (Just let it be) yeah (Let it be) We're on our way, we're on our way We're on our way, we're on our way We're on our way, we're on our way We're on our way, we're on our way, just let it be Let it be Tomorrow always come

One afternoon in sunny June, I was on the phone The voices at the other side sounded fully grown They talked to me about the masterpieces from Max Roach Critically acclaimed, that's when I became a fanatic, it was never the same Heard the vocalist connection with the rhythm section Introspection with the musical direction Thelonious with the jazz tunes was my progression, perfection It was some kind of medicine, the antidote, the best thing Taking long breaths on the highway stretch Giant steps from John Coltrane, it's all correct During flights, grab a seat, on the window or the aisle Just about to do the miles, playlist precompiled Joe Henderson, absolutely knew how to do it Fantastic on the sax, the way he blew horns was fluid Time factor, under no pressure to kick it faster I'll be back after twenty seconds with the second chapter All right All... all right Jazz... all... all right Sounds funkified, kinda laid back, take that No paybacks, I'm that nice, you know that I'm a jazz cat Flip rhymes like flapjacks over jazz beats It's equivalent to mad vitamins, for the recipients Sound hit you with a good feeling like kisses and caresses Horses and carriages, the whole sound impresses Part of my successes, hope you remember this Connect your mind, body, and soul, with the jazzhop therapist The style of rap, is going the way of the dinosaur But I understand most populations wanna hit the dance floor Where's your convictions, I like to come clean For me, it's like a marriage, sex pretty routine It's like jokes with two queens, obscene Talking about teabags and foreskins, sit back and watch screen High fidelity, feeling is heavenly, infinite melody Incredible dope, so imma just let it be known

Kinda surprised I let it be, and we co-existed Mad 'cause I never insisted until the smokescreen was lifted I find it twisted when I see you bust your arse to get shortlisted You're a slave to materialism, and other isms And other crazy names like that You ain't all that and a bag of chips, playing out your script I could see the signs and I could tell you're tripping on a very thin line Brains over physique 'Cause anything bigger than me, is probably nothing but a hyper vascular freak Nah, I'll chill with the geeks Lady, is you for real or is you a branch swinger 'Cause I can see you're trying to take control over my very inner Self-destruction is what you're wanting And you're quite nothing but a black hole for money and time Forget the Bonnie and Clyde ish, it's all mind tricks Can't stand all your crap and your nonsense, you're fake and you're taking the mick Your bad behaviour make me wanna go alone I used to think that we had something oh so special...special Your bad behaviour make me wanna go alone But now I realise that you are nothing special...special She was frontin' like a snowflake But I found out she was only after my cake Give and take but now you've been sentenced to doom and decay At this point imma walk away, you're riding the gravy train and gets no more pony rides It's my world and your rules don't apply You've finally been served with the humble pie Tolerance in short supply with no compromise And now you're barking up the wrong tree and doing it casually I see you're giving me the third degree You're a place holder; bend lower, to my seed sower Of course you're messing with a high roller No doubt, if it stinks then I'm dumping it out, what you talking about Now get the effin' F out How 'bout the vows that you made, throughout the times that you laid with no clothes Body exposed with your pantyhose, before you went all grandiose Just right under my nose Your bad behaviour make me wanna go alone I used to think that we had something oh so special...special Your bad behaviour make me wanna go alone But now I realise that you are nothing special...special Your bad behaviour make me wanna go alone I thought that I was the love of your life Your bad behaviour make me wanna go alone Since all we do is curse and fight Say what? Stay away from me Yeah

Yeah... uhh Calculated... hardly duplicated The appeal is undeniable... uhh It's BigBoyEllis... BBE Taking off the package reveals a man that gets it drilled in ya With nerves of steel, a man that fits the bill Upgrade points, headshot kills, and round bonuses Exceptional rhymes got 'em looking for who the author is I run deep, the way I bomb freaks Take 'em out with one sweep, shut your mouth and let the don speak The rhyme is, sweet like ice cream and cones, tea and scones Hit the milestones, respect is shown My style is never set in stone Looking at a million factors, the real Al Capone, with the heart of stone Escalate the frame when I'm chilling with my people Trademark surreal, when I spark the great upheaval Been around the world, through the smooth and rugged terrains Seen a wide range, both the common and mad strange It's money and time I devote So when I approach, you get wrecked, or even delirious off the rhymes I wrote Creating new realms with pens and keystrokes And get the word out to the hustlers and all ma established folks Cutting off the flim-flam, turning on the lamps If you weigh about half a gram, you surely need approval stamps I was never the nicest, but with my inner circle I'm paying bar prices I still love vanilla slices I get the chumps in a state of fluster And just to keep 'em in line, I get 'em all accosted by the mustard (gas) I be vile, at your late night patio freestyles The word play that we pile making me smile I never blow a gasket but they scamper, when I drop my stanzas, colossus Win the trophies for keeps They're waiting for the next release to say the least Craft the master flow, spread the proclamation by the piece It's like that, you see how the suckers lie flat Going back to my habitat, but I'll be right back You couldn't hack it Bring your questions I've got the answers I got the followers believing BBE... everyday... in the mornings... and maybe in the afternoons as well Walter 1ders on the beat Check, check, check, check it out, check it out, check it out, check it out one time Peace to my man Marvylous And we're out like that