Yeah, yeah
 Right about now. We going to vibe you se. Ghetto celebrity, part two.
 This is how we do.

 [Mikey Styles]
 1997, Mikey Styles, rap artist
 Composing, not a biter like some kids wish
 Open speakers blasting
 Get a good night's kiss
 Rock a bye baby type
 'Cause you know this track is hype
 It's off the hook, out of sight
 I'll try my best to enlight
 My potholes to a len
 Built 'em real nice, real bright
 I roll some twilight
 When it was my night
 While some MCs can't rhyme right
 I be at a concert near you, rushing through
 With my crew, them money dealing, chain snatchers
 Polo gear fly from head to toe they got stolen
 It's up at Metropolis, want to stop our partying
 We blessed it back on the O.Z. with chicks from Thailand
 They go me playing superstar there for a second
 It's aight though
 I get swifter yo
 You know how I go
 Think big, ???? for a big prize
 Soon we'll have an enterprise, live like big guys
 For now hustling is the key
 Success will wait for next G
 Droppin' a gem for your system, so rack ya party
 Peace to my mommy, G.O.D. bless me

 [CHORUS: Mikey Styles]
 Breaker 1-9, breaker 1-9, may day
 Call for backup it's pay day
 Breaker 1-9, breaker 1-9, may day
 Call for backup it's pay day
 Breaker 1-9, breaker 1-9, may day
 Call for backup it's pay day
 Breaker 1-9, breaker 1-9, may day
 Call for backup it's pay day

 [Mikey Styles]
 It's time we connect son
 Let's have a piece of them chips
 No BBQ pringles, straight up some rap shit
 Bussin' through like the blue top form
 Some niggas be sounding busted
 I think they mommy's lying
 I kick that b-boy poetry
 'Cause that's whose run the streets
 Run the jeeps, 'cause my whole community
 Guy wearing camoflague army, Timbs tres chic(?)
 'Cause we bent sipping brandy, my look frenzy
 Got this ???? king size
 Laced it with the illy, now we all low eyes
 Bumping Notorious Hypnotize
 In the rental, we ride
 Twisting some M-39's, and freeze land
 You better freeze man
 better understand, recognize what I'm saying
 I'm rapping for me, but a the same time I trying to reach you, B
 And all your crew, smoking mad trees
 Free day, chilling downtown (chilling downtown)

 [CHORUS]

 [Mr. Q]
 Here's the last chapter
 Watch the super duper come around
 Used to live uptown 'cause 97 I don't fake nothing
 Bust rhyme for fun
 But I be the one coming straight from the underground
 So, look I'm bitter son
 With your whole fashion, bring the new stuff
 'Cause we got enough
 But if you can't let me fucking up the program
 I'll show you who's the man
 For the business, me and my nigga Mikey
 Straight from the East, go no love for them wanna bes
 'Cause we strickly, down for the real things here
 Basket Case, name of the crew and we're dangerous
 Try to dis us, you get fucked at the same time. Pay day

 [CHORUS]

 [Mikey Styles]
 Got to be twisting something
 While these beats be pumping
 I'm going to take you in
 Fake guys get scared
 Is there a heaven out there or hell down there?
 Not quite sure, that's why I'm guzzling beer
 When I'm getting mad jumpy
 I don't really care, I don't really care, I don't really care
 You know what I'm saying
 You know what I'm saying, this is to the zoo