* versions on "Greatest Hits" differ from the original recordings

[P]	Uhh, yeah, knahmean?
	Just kick back in the studio with my man E-Double, ?
[E]	Yeah yeah
[P]	Just thinkin back to yo how large we'd be, knahmean?
	Yeah, to them cats out there hustlin them demos
	Keep the faith, keep hustlin, knahmean E?
[E]	Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
[P]	I'ma lace em like this, check it

Verse One: Parrish Smith

I was coolin in my car one day you see
Clockin a double nickel on the L-I E
When it dawned on us that it was, ten o'clock
Turned on the tunes to hear the DJ rock
The hands got to clappin, the fingers start to snappin
E now was coolin, Brooklyn spirits we was snappin
Comin
Feel Like Dancing lyrics


(check it)

[Romeo:] okay. Whatcha wanna do?

[Girl:] You make me feel like dancin

[Romeo:] Whatcha wanna do?

[Girl:] All I wanna do is just have some fun 

[Repeat 2x]

[Romeo:] You make me feel like dancin. Uh-huh. Straight romancin. A lil butta on  in and out of fantasies on how large we can get
Coolin in rocks and Benzes with the ground effect kits
I wanted black, E was on the two-tone
Stupid boomin system with the hand-free phone
The dream gets better and I would like to go on
but I was brought back to reality by a toot of a horn
Smoke everywhere, oh just what we needed
A meeting at twelve, and the car overheated
Feelin real low, low enough to die
Holdin up traffic, on the FDR drive
We had to play ourselves, in the fresh dipped gear
E Double had to push while MD steered
There went our dreams, to cool with golden limos
And alls we kept sayin was please listen to my demo (listen to my demo)

        Please listen to my demo (3X)
       
Valjean's Confession lyrics

Valjean
     Not another word my son,
     There's something now that must be done
     You've spoken from the heart
     And I must do the same
     There is a story, sir
     Of slavery and shame
     That you alone must know.
     I never told Cosette
     She had enough of tears
     She's never known the truth
  
Please-please-please-ple-please listen to my demo

Verse Two: Erick Sermon

In the year eighty-seven when we first took off
Then I jumped on P-6-8 and broke North
Walked the big city streets of Manhattan
Buildings, the whole nine yards, so enchantin
Thinkin if we got a chance, we could rock it
Funky fresh demo tape in my pocket
We was walkin, and got dissed twice today
Then we stopped at 1974 Broadway
We walked in with grins on our chins
And P had juice with Mr. Virgil Simms
He played the tape and we started to laugh
Played ?if it was sock? innocent from backstabs
People start to smile inside we buckwhylin
Sayin this all started back from freestylin
They liked it, and they was very kind
But me
Future Proof lyrics


Borderline cases
Reinforced glass 
Absent friends 
Passport photos
An elastic past 
Empty pocket 
They think it is all... 
They think it's soul
All wrapped up on a swollen lip
He draws the warm pipe. 

Chemicals 
Chemicals captured in winter's grip
Turn us on

Seperate the leper
H
and P was like, "Yo G, where do we sign?"
Went in the backroom, things was luvy duvy
Met Ron Resnick, and his partner Juggy
It felt good, as I remembered
We signed the dotted line, now we Fresh Record members
Had dreams, of fancy cars and limos
And I wanted was somebody, to listen to my demo

        Please listen to my demo
        Please-please-please-ple-please listen to my demo
        Please listen to my demo
        Please-please-please-ple-please listen to my demo
        Please listen to my demo
        Please-please-please-ple-please listen to my demo
        listen to my demo
        listen to my demo
	demo, d-d-d-d-demo, demo, d-d-demo
	demo, demo, hah, Millenium Ducats, peace