[Kardinal]   Yeah, I see you P'Rrahh   It's Mr. Kardinal, we good   Worry about us, it's Kardinal Offishall   Knahmean, circle niggaz in dis   Y'knahmean, straight from T Dot   Linked up with the grand master of the beats, P'Rrrah   It's the Pete Rock, y-yeah, NY to T Dot      C'mon - yeah, raisin my fist   is like the bat sign, bringin out lyricists   I attract heat, I be the under overground   Microphone magician, subteranean, unindentified   sky-toucher, maneuver the machines   And rip apart MC's and hang 'em from the seams (yeah)   Large nigga seem scary, out in the hood   Shootin tic-tac-toe in your Burberry   For generations, a cold verse killer's been chillin out   Waitin in the cut, spillin out   Hot shit, yeah they feelin me now, cause I linked with Pete   The best at it since Nas and "Illmatic"   Respect is automatic, got it, well hold it   A lot of MC's will need it to pay they rent, sewed it   And eventually fold it (uh-huh) check my resume   I'm like H&R Block when I rock   Y'all niggaz get the greatest return, plus a 3rd degree burn   when I earn airtime like H. Stern   Kardinal's like a 20 carat diamond   Up in the rough dust, New York check the shinin   I'm intertwinin, line for line combinin   with Mr. Rock rhymin, flowin on time and   Stop your whinin, y'all couldn't let go   since I flowed over the remix of "Grindin'"      [Chorus: Kardinal]   We good (we good) don't worry 'bout us, nigga we good   Kardinal and Pete Rock crank up in the hood   When I'm in the USA, they say "yes DJ"   When Pete's in the blend they say "my nigga come again"   We good (we good) don't worry 'bout us, nigga we good   Kardinal and Pete Rock crank up in the hood   When I'm in J.A. they say "yes DJ"   When I'm in the C-A-N they say "my nigga come again"      [Kardinal]   Yeah what makes the best rapper, ice on the wrist?   Ice on the chain? Ice in the bucket with the Crist'?   Ice grill, iced down, ice inside my frown   Ice start sparklin on the spaghetti strap gown (HU!)   Kardinal, nickname No Gimmicks   Still the nigga to get up in it, rip the place down   Rock a wife beater, show off my belly when I'm ready   The type to drive around on bootleg Pirellis   MC's gettin stuck like clubgoers in Chi-Town   Rip any prick from Brixton to my town   The T Dot, yeah you know me   Bringin back the bad bwoy style, yeah ya owe me   Gun finger in da air, shootin blanks   Thinkin bout the day I can live next to Phil Banks   'Til then, my circle niggaz straight out the hood   Don't worry 'bout us, nigga we good      [Chorus]   We good (we good) don't worry 'bout us, nigga we good   Kardinal and Pete Rock crank up in the hood   When I'm in J.A. they say "yes DJ"   When I'm in Brixton they say "my nigga come again"      [Kardinal]   Yo yo, protect your +Head & Shoulders+ when the Kardinal bust   Boy I take care of two in one shot like +Pert Plus+   Buck buck! Niggaz get dumb live on acetate   Massacre masses of MC's on mixtapes (yup)   Street cats get taken out with street raps   Live from the streets where peeps meet to see a weak nigga see defeat   Y'know, take a week to look back   And reflect on how you can't spit when Kardinal speak   Unique like o-ccasional crackheads   Monster talk to settin off a gourmet verse like rice pilaf   (Fuck off!) I'm great   Save the petty black trash talkin for Ricky Lake      [Chorus]   We good (we good) don't worry 'bout us, nigga we good   Kardinal and Pete Rock crank up in the hood   When I'm in the USA, they say "yes DJ"   When I'm in the C-A-N they say "my nigga come again"   We good (we good) don't worry 'bout us, nigga we good   Kardinal and Pete Rock crank up in the hood   When I'm in J.A. they say "yes DJ"   When Pete's in the blend they say "my nigga come again"      We good