#1 Soul Brother

[Intro: Pete Rock]
Uh, uh-huh
Yeah-yeah
One-two, y'all, and ya don't—
And ya can't—
And I can't— check it, yo

[Verse 1: Pete Rock]
I travel the land with the SP in my hand
Rock from New York, London and Japan
It's time to take command, expand to higher lands
P.H., the next man not in the plans
I'm dead serious, like Das
In response I hit niggas in the head, P.R. the thoroughbred
Comes through intellectual, I rap lyrical
Always on the humble and sometimes I'm spiritual
Hands down accept any man's challenge
I strive and keep the competition off-balance
The fruits of my talent is this, it's simple
I drop science on the instrumental
I take seven ill drums, put 'em in a line
And add seven more snares to make it combine
It'll take seven horns before I start my rhyme
Now it's twenty-one beats made up at the same time
I was bound to shine, haters get left behind
Ain't no time for that, stamp my name on rap
Perhaps you hear the words from my next sequel
Part two is something for the people, I'm still number one

[Chorus]
I'm number one (One-one-one)
Not him
Number one (You seem stunned, remember me?)
Alright (Pete Rock)
I'm number one (One-one-one)
Not him
Number one (You seem stunned, remember me?)
Alright (Pete Rock)

[Verse 2]
Now I appear, return ten years the pioneer
Deliver action thrillers that explode in ya ear
Compensate for all the ups and downs in my career
Stop the small talk, my focus remains clear
Should have won the Nobel Prize for thoughts and ideas
Critically acclaimed while some of y'all cats in the game for fame
Fame lives in my name, Pete Rock, it's simple and plain, check it
Simply stressing this, soon to start chin checking kids
God protected, so I'm selected
To orchestrate the next great and create
And contemplate the world's fate, P.R. the heavyweight
Put these thoughts in ya mind while we on the topic
You can tell I'm still on it by the way I rock it
Full swing, introduce the ninety-eight product
Niggas talk the gossip but they ain't got shit, I'm number one

[Chorus]
I'm number one (One-one-one)
Not him
Number one (You seem stunned, remember me?)
Alright (Pete Rock)
I'm number one (One-one-one)
Not him
Number one (You seem stunned, remember me?)
Alright (Pete Rock)

[Verse 3]
This goes out to DJs and MCs
Unlock real hip-hop, Rock holds the key
Magnificent, ya style is irrelevant
I'll flip the bass and erase any trace of sample evidence
Trust a few men within this circle of thieves
Single out the enemy with ease
Earned every stripe on my sleeve, the five star general
Keep it moving, ya rap needs improvement
So here's a lesson to learn, lyrics under fire burn third degree
And my steez is making hot tracks for Gs
World famous, salute my capabilities with 21 guns and ammunition
The SP runs 91 rounds precision
On target with this rap bullet
First string team in position
The medal of honor hanging from my neck swinging
I'm still number one

[Chorus]
I'm number one (One-one-one)
Not him
Number one (You seem stunned, remember me?)
Alright (Pete Rock)
I'm number one (One-one-one)
Not him
Number one (You seem stunned, remember me?)
Alright (Pete Rock)

[Outro]
I'm number one (One-one-one)
Not him
Number one (You seem stunned, remember me?)
Alright (Pete Rock)
I'm number one (One-one-one)
Not him
Number one (You seem stunned, remember me?)
Alright (One), Pete Rock

[Interlude]
But you gotta go through segments with Pete Rock
Part one, part two is the red zone
Throwin' on Creator and it's just tearin' the s— spot down
Makin' moves back-to-back with Reminisce
It's a lot of flavor right there, man