Yo, this Tone the referee, knawhatimean?
An` I`m about to bring y`all some history
We got the Best of Both Worlds
An` I got the Get Fresh Crew, Doug Fresh
One, two, three, come on

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Whose is the freshest of them all?
I love `em all but none of y`all is Doug E. as me
An` the boy, Kelly with the suicide doors, f**k `em all

We got hits like a thirty shot clip
When we throw it in the air, everybody hit the floor
Holla at your boy, boys
When we boys, so we bringin` out them toys

I ain`t a lame on them Dana Dane`s
We give you nightmares, when the year change, we change
Ni**a, we right here, we can go bank for bank
We can go clip for clip, ni**a, chain for chain
We can go bitch for bitch, got a pretty young thing
That I keep by my hip, like my celly that rings

Meetin` Michelle at the hotel
While Jay an` Tone on the way to the after party
Got the ladies sayin`, “Oh”
Best of Both Worlds an` we rock the club, youknowhatimsayin?
Boy HO, Kells, we not playin`
Losers lose, so when we does what we do, we win

An` win again, like deja vu
Then we win again, like M.J. do
Three-peat, then we retreat to waters that`s blue
Young Scrappy, that`s what grown man do, let`s move

In this arena, arena
All we wanna see is them hands up, hands up
This is for them hustlin` boys an` girls
It`s the return of Best of Both Worlds

In this arena, arena
All we wanna see is them hands up, hands up
This is for them hustlin` boys an` girls
It`s the return of Best of Both Worlds

Well once upon a time, they left the glove an` the star, kid
He swore he was the man but he was nothin` but garbage
Let me re-phrase that, bubblin` with pride
Did have skills but he was ugly inside

Instead of uplift folks, sittin` on the nonsense
Hurtin` people feelings like he didn`t have a conscience
Like `I love you`, when he`s hittin` that stash
Then degraded, the shorty, like he didn`t have class

Even let a gay Jew man tack his Jheri
Then got the nerve to call the next cat a fairy
Swindlin`, forgot the God above him
Finally fan base trinklin` down to nothin`

No concern for his estate, though, was yearnin` for a break
Bitter an` evil, didn`t learn from his mistake
The moral of the story is `Don`t be a pair of knickers
Be good, boys an` girls an` you can be as great as Rick is`

In this arena, arena
All we wanna see is them hands up, hands up
This is for them hustlin` boys an` girls
It`s the return of Best of Both Worlds

In this arena, arena
All we wanna see is them hands up, hands up
This is for them hustlin` boys an` girls
The remixes, the remix yo, track masters, c’mon

My baby momma`s robe, my rent is overdue
It took half the pay an` now my life is filled with rainy days
But I stashed some dough, how much you`ll ever know
It`s Doug Fresh, Slick Rick, Kells an’ Jay-Z