Ah, who got the funk
Flavor, original black here they come
Black, here they come

Well welcome to a brand new day
I'm Craig Mack, old SOB and that's Millennium
I'm lending them a helping hand
Fix the mike stands
The Sound Of Blackness
And I'm the one man band 
I command while you playing for
We go through the year 2 G
Down for G.O.D.
So let me see
I'm in the spot ya all trying to be
So say goodbye to the old
Let ya mind be free

Brother, sister, everybody, time to listen
Love is calling you 
But are ya down
Will ya share your love and spread around
Hate growing, politicians your lies are showing
The truth is calling you from down inside
So will you live in truth or choak on crime

1 - 	I know you feel it
	I know you hear it
	Why don't you listen 
	To your spirit
	You know it's calling
	Stop your stalling
	No need to fear it
	It's just your spirit

Spirit, feel the spirit inside

Spirit, feel the spirit inside

Preachers, teachers, everybody, let's start reaching
A child is calling you,
Stop that crying
Yeah, oh will we tell the truth or caught unguarded
Mother, fathers, separation why can't we make
God is calling you to love one another
So let's do it well and love each other, each other 

Repeat 1

Spirit, feel the spirit inside

Guess who's back, oh
It's time to make your rap go away
Boy, I cook you like filet
Doomsday is for any MC that don't obey
Cuz today, I mean listen
Sounds Of Blackness raise the spirit
Like a two ton grain and I'll remain till ya hear it
So when ya feel it juiced up was Craig Mack
With the fat funk flavor
And I'm about to attack it, ah

Repeat 1

Spirit, feel the spirit inside

Ad lib until fade