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