"Listen" as written by Dwight Myers, Jay Dee and Kamal Ibn John Fareed....
Yo, yo what listen
Come in the jam and do what say Yo Listen
People come around you need to listen
Clear that shit out your ear and just listen

What come on nigga yo come on listen
What say what say what uh yo listen
Come on everybody say what ay yo listen
Put your hand up in the air ay yo listen

Now we ball out what why'all with some pee wee click
Its the biggest nigga you know eyeing your chick
Must be in your blood cause you dying to trick
And it must be brand new cause it don't even fit

So leave all that vulgarious life to me
'Cause I'm the only cat out here that's right to be
Laid out on beaches with sand on the back
But my man soon did hand to hand handling tracks

But all of us together on top of the world
Bond when we click like a string full of pearls
Got big dreams like big ammunition
So people all around Ay Yo you should listen

Come in the jam and do what say Yo Listen
People come around you need to listen
Clear that shit out your ear and just listen
What come on nigga yo come on listen

What say what say what uh listen
Come on everybody say what ay yo listen
Put your hand up in the air ay yo listen
Do this shit with flare ay yo listen

What you looking at ay yo you never seen a superstar before
All up in my grill since I walked threw the door
Y'all bought tickets when I went out on tour
Now you trying to front like you don't love me no more

That's cool though see I want to come threw your town
At the next show watch the Heavy get down
You duck what the fuck don't say that
Y'all know what I mean Biggie don't play that

Where your loyalty lie for this fly royalty guy do it die
And I'm lying in the sky till you well run dry
And your thirsty for fly
Its D your going to be missing so take heed and listen

And, yo, do, listen, everybody all then around ay yo listen
People in the ghettos and such ay yo listen
Yo, yo my heart you touch ay yo listen
Put your hands up in the sky ay yo listen

Dance cause you know that you fly ay yo listen
Heavy D burning the joint ay yo listen
Third joint yo get the point ay yo listen

Yo, yo, yo when I leave the whip what why'all notice first
The dime chick or the crucifix
Lets make it bubble we goin' keep it suttle
My name Dwyer my game tight believe it why'all going to hear me tonight

And then some I'm handsome with a diva habit
Competition I crush them then I brag about it
Exquisite who is it Heavy D and these ladies got a thing for me
And all these R&B chicks be wanting to sing to me

Now fly girls is you with me [Hell Yeah]
And all my dogs is ya with me [Hell Yeah]
On the microphone Heav Corlione shine like chrome
I keep you movin' till your ass was scrome

Yo check it out yo ay yo do listen
Check it out yo listen say what ay yo listen
Everybody hands in the sky ay yo listen
Yo 'cause we do it we fly ay yo listen

Push it around and move it yo listen
Get up clean out your ears and just listen
Yo come here and just listen yo listen
Yo clean out your ear listen yo listen

Heavy D bringing it yo ay yo listen
Ay yo chh uh uh uh ay yo listen
Push your hands up in the sky ay yo listen
Real fly tunnel and shit ay yo listen

Burn it up in the ! ay yo listen
Turn it up ay yo come on just listen
Turn it up ay yo come on just listen
Check it out yo listen ay yo yo listen

Yo check it out in the place ay yo listen
Yo turn it up ay yo ay yo listen yo


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"Listen" as written by Tim Mooney John Mark Eitzel

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