Non-Believers (Interlude) - Montell Jordan

Before we get start

For all you nonbelievers

Check

Ya heard it first, Shaunta peels off the paper

Make it, put it in my face, watch me take it

I’m swinging with everything I got behind my logo

And don’t be asking nobody where I’m at

Here the fuck I go

I’m bangin' on your cassette and CD

Let Montell through, he came to see me rip shit from the balcony

May I spray these murderous verses

Can I keep 'em clappin after the curtains

Now, who you hurtin', pick the spot

You talk about your jam being def, no it’s not

He makes it hot, you know his name, that’s right

With the platinum or gold, he’s the king of hip-hop soul