Act Like You Know (G.O.A.T. Remix) lyrics

[Intro: Waajeed, scratches]
Yo "Yo!" "Renaissance!"
Yo! (Yo!) Yo! (Yo!) Yeah! Yo! Yo! Yo...!
To my mans...!
[Phat Kat:] "It's crew sh*t... youknowhatImsayin... on some real..."
("Renaissance!")
Greatest Of All Time!
[Phat Kat:] "Some Detroit sh*t... uh!"
"YO!"
Put 'em up!

[Verse 1: J Dilla]
Bling47, Dill Withers!
Back for the first time, still with us?
Both 'Kill Bill' pictures ain't ill as Dill' – nope!
Theme music for the feel, it's Dilla –
'Dark Side' to 'Thriller'
We fill the buildin' every time we're headlinin', wherever I'm at – guerilla
It's like I get a mill' a minute
I get offended whеn you waste my time
You ain't gotta wait for the bill, I'll sеnd it
"Sealed, Delivered," by yours truly
Scooby can't do – me in a 3-oh-oh-C duty
Through these streets like Martin off the ooo-wee
You know that, throwback, number 2-3 (Uh!)
Sixteens – folk, you wanna blow a few G's?
Come with the cash, get the classic in two weeks
In loose leafs so much I lose sleep
Holla at the boy, he don't just produce beats
Act like you know!
[Chorus: Waajeed, scratches]
Yo! (Yo!) Yo! (Yo!) Yo!
[Jay Dee:] "Dilla Dawg--"
[DJ Premier:] "Rest in peace!"
[Jay Dee:] "Say-say 'huh?!' – my jam knocks...
We knockin' muhf*ckas out they damn socks"
"J -- Dilla!"
[Baatin:] "Representin' up in the sky!"
[Greg Nice:] "I originate, they duplicate!"
"Heyyy!" "BITING!"
[Baatin:] "Keep ya'self respect alive!" "Jay-- Jay..."
"What?!")
[Jay Dee:] "Been loopin' up the sh*t to make ya head nod"
[Run DMC:] "He's--" "The KIIIIIING!!!!"
[Run DMC:] "He's the best!"
[Guru:] "With the beats, with the rhymes..."
[Run DMC:] "He's the best!"
[Guru:] "...That lets me know that we had the right idea in the beginning
And we just need to maintain our focus"

[Verse 2: J Dilla]
Ghetto style on some wake up, pick your WIC up
Uh! Dilla Dawg spit sh*t that trigger hiccups
So player, think I need a big pimp cup
Sip lil', tip lil', get my duck sicked (Yeah!)
Heavy on knees like "Mr. Big Stuff"
Hands high, act like it's a stick up (Yeah!)
Detroit's dipped, they ride with the clips tucked
Wanna ask Dill, get a Lil' Jon, "What?!"
In the club, Cake Boys up in this
Bling47, let's great more business
Play the game like we got eight more innings
My Master P card say it ain't No Limit in the champagne room –
You just can't go in it
Jeed told me to leave no witnesses (Uhn-uh!)
I make it as painless as possible
Call that ambulance for the hospital
You know!
[Chorus: Waajeed, scratches]
Yo! (Yo!) Yo! (Yo!)
[Baatin:] "You love it when my crew say we from The D!
You love it when my crew say we will forever be!"
[Missy Elliott:] "Y-y-yeah!"
[DJ Premier:] "What's the deal with you..." "plain ole haters"
"Ever since" "Jay" "passed..."
[DJ Premier:] "Know what I'm sayin? This goes out to ANYBODY who's doin' the bullsh*t! Straight up!"
"Know what I mean?"
[Jay Dee:] "These haters must wanna get socked!"
[DJ Premier:] "There's rules to this sh*t – knock that sh*t off, for real!"
Yo! (Yo!) Yo! (Yo!) Yo!
I'm watchin' all of you corny ass n*ggas out there!
With ya fake charities... bootlegs... mix CD's... T-shirts...
[Baatin:] "And the crew will never fall off!"
I'm watchin' every one of you muthaf*ckas!
R.I.P., my man, J Dilla! ("Renaissance!")
Yeah!

[dead prez:] "You can't really function in society..."