He's a sweet Soul Brother
Soul, soul, soul, soul, soul, soul
Here comes the soul, soul, soul
Here comes the soul
Soul Brother # 1, here I come on the new tip
Nestle coated right, 'cause I'm rich thick and chocolate
Plug up any mic I'll bet you Pete Rock'll spark it
Hons always ask what's the bulge in my pocket?
I tell 'em, papes, I rock them top to bottom
Never hesitate to say, "Mmm, I got them"
Oppressed on the hillside, over on the chill-side
Of town, so let's get down
Funky is the word describe this brother on a soul mission
Hookin' rugged joints, more soul than the soul kitchen
CL doesn't scratch, so I won't leave you itchin'
White people even say, Pete Rock is bitchin'
Harder than the hardest, odder than the oddest
I guess that's just because I'm smarter than the smartest
So back up, clear the path hon, 'cause here I come
Soul Brother # 1