Verse 1: Q-Tip

Brother, brother, brother, Lucien, you´re like no other.
Listen very close ´cause I don´t like to boast.
Instead, I´ll tell the tale of a French who prevailed
Through the Mr. Crazy Rabbits who were always on his tail.
? on sale, your rumour starts to wail.
Get caught with stolen goods and you will go to jail.
If you go to jail, then who will pay the bail?
They´ll put you back to France on a ship with a sail.
Escargot, Lucien, you eat snails.
(Hey yo Tip, what´s wrong with snails?)
From the Zulu nation, from a town called Paris,
Came to America to find liberty.
Instead of finding pleasure, all you found was misery,
But listen, Lucien, you have a friend in me.
Oh, luck luck will drive you butt baddy.
Next time you get some wheels, make it a Caddy.
In terms of doing good, I know you wish you really could,
But listen, brother man, I really think you can.
Succeed with the breed of the brothers on your back.
It´s the creme de la creme, and you can bounce with that.
It´ll take a minute,?rice?, so take my advice.
Trust in us, and thus you trust in your life.
Lucine, Lucien, Lucien, Lucien.
You should know!

Verse 2: Q-Tip

Are you ready, Lu?
This one is for you,
Comin´ from a true-blue, fits like a shoe.
? or "Commenet-allez-vous"?
Lucien, I´ll leave it up to you.
Voulez vous (vous).
Endez vous (vous).
Coo-coo (coo).
Les poo-poo (poo)
Watch that lass, gonna backlash fast.
Can you get a grip on the crackhead dip?
Sold you a paper bag, guess he saw you comin´,
VCR from a neck-bone bummin´,
$10 brother, he was hummin´ and strummin´,
Only had 20, he was livin´ like ya slummin´,
Gave him the money, well, I thought that was somethin´,
Lookin´ like a kid who was lost in crumbin´.
Don´t worry about a thing, I won´t get specific.
This is a song that is long and prolific.
Think of the stuff that I said if you can.
Figure it out, compute, understnad.
No problemo, I´ll help you with your demo
If you go to the store for me.
Lucien, I´m just kiddin´.
You should know!

Verse 3: Q-Tip

You gotta get a grip on the missions you´ll be takin´,
Not so much the mission, but you got crazy ignition.
Sure, the sugar-babies wanna give you a chance
With the French "savoir faire" and the sexy dance,
But is she really fly, or is she a guy?
I won´t ask why, ´cause I know that you try.
You try too hard, is that the answer to the riddle?
Instead of doin´ so much, why don´t you do just a little?
Boy, what a cad, I guess we shouldn´t treat him bad.
In fact, it would be nice if we understood him like
A case of positionin´ the feet in the shoes,
Sympathetic reason in the case of the blues.
Lucien is blue, even though he´s really brown.
I had to make the sound, his life is too profound.
On the up-and-up, he´s somethin´ like a little pup,
Young and naive, it´s hard to believe.
As long as you´re strong, you can quest with the questers,
Jolly like a jumping bean or a jester.
Lucien, Lucien, Lucien, Lucien.
You should know!