And ya don't stop! (3X)
 "This ain't a blast from the past, it's a boomer from the future" - E.
 Sermon
 And ya don't stop!
 "This ain't a blast from the past, it's a boomer from the future" - E.
 Sermon
 And ya don't stop!
 [El Da Sensai]
 Yo, pitchin the mission itchin for niggaz to mention
 These rhymes don't catch attention incidental composition
 But alas I kick that, pro rap, boogie for the rookies
 Who can't adapt fully, basically that shit be bull, see
 [Lord Jamar]
 Ya see this track be pullin me like gravitation
 Collaboration with the Artifacts, bustin on this Lord Finesse creation
 Causin heart attacks and palpatations
 Amalgamation like steel, we calibratin mics to keep it real
 [Tame One]
 I feel blessed by Finesse and Lord Jamar, sess my interest
 is invested in, testin men like lab specimens
 My daily regiment of elemental babble
 keeps MC's rattled, I'm breakin my words up like Scrabble
 [Lord Finesse]
 Not the type to try to ever diss, lyrically, clearly, the cleverest
 Don't front, we blow your spot like the terrorist
 We do our thing and stand strong like Mt. Everest
 The 'Facts, Lord Jamar, Finesse bringin terror kids
 "This ain't a blast from the past, it's a boomer from the future" - E.
 Sermon
 "Ya best to get your groove on, or get moved on" - Fat Joe
 And ya don't stop!
 (repeat all 4X)
 [Tame One]
 The new procedure is to keep a straight face like Mona Lisa
 when we beat you with the speech
 We break down and decipher the rap codes in any zip code
 Now watch us flip the mode like our shit went gold
 Bar playin stars get scarred and left salty
 by the terror with more L's than Laverne loose in Milwaukee
 Good son like McCully, caulkin stalkin and walkin
 I express best when smokin sess with a good Walkman
 [Lord Jamar]
 I'm breakin rappers into pieces, the Black Jesus
 Attack your system like diseases lyrics for the ninety-six releases
 Find me in the mix, where the trees is
 Puffin L's in threes, tryin to make G's kid
 Studyin degrees, livin lovely with my universal family
 Rollin in the MPV, makin beats on the MPC
 Understand and add, triple cipher
 Niggaz be crippled without some weed and a lighter
 "This ain't a blast from the past, it's a boomer from the future" - E.
 Sermon
 "Ya best to get your groove on, or get moved on" - Fat Joe
 And ya don't stop!
 (repeat 2X)
 [Lord Finesse]
 Uhh, check it
 It's the grand hitter, that's stands bigger in your transistor
 That's historical like your late great ancestor
 Ain't no hurtin me, certainly, personally
 This verse'll be, the hottest shit out since Mercury
 Check it, I deserve respect child because I project styles
 More mysterious than the X Files
 I can build and expand on it
 Some got 'Five on It', fuck it, I got a hundred grand on it
 [El Da Sensai]
 Really y'all niggaz feel me when we step on the spot
 Lyrics on cock, stroke and pop, open crews that's hopin
 that the punishment ceases MC with masterpieces
 Out to burn so learn, and check this fat thesis
 X's and O's diagrams shit to flow
 Cram expertise the bro, nigga from the East so
 As we start to shine, brothers get the dick
 Lyrical spit for crews who can't fuck with it
 "This ain't a blast from the past, it's a boomer from the future" - E.
 Sermon
 "Ya best to get your groove on, or get moved on" - Fat Joe
 And ya don't stop!
 (repeat 4X)
 *scratching of above to fade