[Chorus: Lauryn Hill]
Zee, got down with Lauryn, looong agooo
(Yeah mother$#&@ers)

Dose status is where we will beee
(Yeah, yeah), that's where you'll find me
Sippin' Martini, my pockets swole

Stay Gold

[Young Zee:]

I'll go gold if I just stay true to Newark
Get high and dust clicks like embalming fluid
My %#@! is loud when I drop my sound

All the angles in the clouds like "turn that %#@! down"

[Lauryn Hill:]

These dimensions and extensions will secure my future pension
When I mention corporate lynchin's like the cowboys did to indians
The intentions of the Devil is to cause me hypertension

So stay gold like Stevie Wonder don't blunder like OJ Simpson

[Young Zee:]

Yeah, Zee need to battle with the older guys
'Cause all you little ^!$$%s get pulverized
Yeah, I get I'll on funky beats like Jalil

Yo posse gonna wind up in Beth Israel
Bring yo' fleet
You'll get stabbed and beat

And stomped out in the streets with my football cleats
I make a snake talk, (*##$ say who is it
When I climb up her walls just like number 4 lizard

What is this trash I hear?
Is it Static, like Jeru and Premiere?
Your MC style is way too old

I unfold pure funk as long as I stay gold

[Chorus]


[Young Zee:]
I be doing 95s in horizons

Flyin, lighting up thai while I'm driving
Your company's like who the $#&@ is Zee
Cause I be So So Def like Jermaine Dupree


(Yah, Yah)
It's pure No Brains funks, so get your cams start recording

And +Watch how we do this+ like Montel Jordan (Watch how we dooo thiisss)
I use freestyles when I be high on sabbticals
On old school rap, I keep trapped in time capsules

Outz mother$#&@ers, serving ^!$$%s like butlers
Rolling dutches, going sticking in the Cutlass
My %#@! rocks word to Scott La Rock

I smoke opts and drink scotch and send my style through a paradox
I'm Outz, who ya?
NBC outsidaz, this raps raw, plus there's +Moore+ then Mary Tyler


[Young Zee:]
And all the sell out, fake crews that tote pistols

I can diss you and I'm only bugging like whistle
You sold your soul for a tootsie roll
Now you swole cause your LP didn't even go gold

I don't let it get next to me
I just hang out with my friend like Extra P
(Yeah Roots, DU, Ali...)


[Chorus]