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Dj honda production 

Redman, Sermon — fire lit in '94

Keith Murray slicing through with a razor-sharp flow

Common, Fat Joe, Beatnuts — strike with “Cash”

Guru & Primo — perfect cuts, building bridges

M.O.P. — live rounds — the ‘99 scene

De La Soul — rhymes sail through the trouble seas

Cuban & AI— settled scores on the mic

From Japan to New York, we carried that hype

Mos Def and I drew the map with “Travellin’ Man”

KRS — cut deep with a realist’s hand

Sean P — his voice still pounds in my chest

Jeru sparked flames on “El Presidente”'s text

Sessions engraved

Heat that never cooled

Stamped my path — where beats rule

Dj honda production

My history lives where the beat pulls

The sound speaks in a silent design

Every drop, every bar — this is the Respect Line

Reunited PMD in 2000’s call

Burning belief — beats checked it all

From America to Europe, next stop Korea

An era built with B-BOYS & GIRLS who dream up the future

With Poetic, we lit the flame of “hⅢ”

Voices in booths breathed life into beats

Gravediggaz’ will still echoes in tone

These bars hold the souls I’ve known

Def Squad, Hit Squad — my frontline

No I.D. looping days, rhythm in time

Pad sessions with Beatnuts, raw and tight

With Biz Markie’s name held close every night

Sadat X  gave me words that uplift

Without feeling, a song ain’t worth shit

I make a billion — from underground rise

Stamped my path — where the beats never lie

The sound speaks in a silent design

Dj honda production

Every drop, every bar — this is the Respect Line

The sound speaks in a silent design

Every drop, every bar — this is the Respect Line

Dj honda production

Beats never lie

To Hip Hop — I owe you everything

You gave me the beat

I gave it back with truth

Respect, forever

Beats never lie