O diálogo a três, entre Phife Dawg (que já não estava entre nós na data de lançamento do último álbum), Q-Tip e Busta Rhymes cheia de expressão jamaicanas é qualquer coisa... como um coroar da carreira de autênticos reis nisto de fazer hip hop.

[Phife] - Yo, A-T-C-Q, Massive and Crew / Bars to any beat, we beat the beat for true / Massengale's MC's, you smell like pussy stew / Don't let it be you, man up my youth

Q-Tip - Phife, you should've spoke of, man you're in the mode of / Leave that to me, el-Hajj Malik / The man with a plan who made it real for us all / Like Marauders on a mission when we killin' dance halls

[Phife] - Mmm, saga boy Trini man / Ride out when mic's in mi hand / Loved all of mi fans, one two three, dem all of the gang

Busta - With a couple pound a weed and a couple dollar van / Hmm, broke pockets, find another plan / Yeah, [cyan dun], push up oonoo man

Q-Tip - And big up the sound man

Busta - dibby dibby DJ walk

[Phife] - Ayo Bus with them a talk

Busta - They don't want no prob, they don't want no issue / Outline them in bloodclat chalk

Q-Tip - Earlier in the night when we bring out the music / With a box and band killer sound boy movement / Live and direct when it all goes down

Busta - You an idiot boy, you don't wanna fuck around

[Phife] - Big tune make the world round

Busta - Make way for the sound boy crown

[Phife] - Don't you know we're the wickedest sound?

Busta - One box off in your face make a sound boy frown...