Ha  let you know how I do
 Verse 1: Dray  Skoob
 Holy smokes  cheerio chap  I'm makin toe taps so watch the birdie
 Now check it how I wreck it like a demolitian derby
 wit the Books  oops tutz  I used to live on Bedford
 but now I rocks the microphone and chill like Robert Redford
 So bring it cos I can swing a kid like Reggie Jackson
 I got the backs 'n' bones but now I needs some action
 Aiyo you can call me Plato because my style is in there
 and I'll dig in that anus, man, as if my name was 'swimwear'
 See I rock a hoodie sweater, more wood than Woody Pecker
 I twist it like an ankle, G, or maybe Chubby Checker
 In LA I hit the chronic, I'm super like the Sonics
 I jab you with the left and swing a hook without the phonics
 Okey dokey, hocus pocus, I make the dopest MC call a timeout
 Cos yo I rip the shit out when it's time to throw my rhyme out
 I'm twisted, my flow'll make you dizzy like Gillespie
 If ya test me I rip and flip ya script and then I jet-sy
 Yo I be rippin it like I get busy, I gymnastics when my raps gets
 I slams a punk like Jordan slams a dunk wit the basket
 Ballsy, I got ya all three ???? so
 Fuck it what you heard, you need to get with what you're hearin yo
 Chorus:
 Down down down down
 Make way for the undaground rappa
 Down down down down
 ........undaground rappa
 Down down down down
 Make way for the undaground rappa
 Down down down down
 (*All I need is just a mic and a track*)
 Verse 2: Dray, Skoob
 Aiyo, my crew is top notch, I smell like sasquatch, that's why I rip
 shop
 My crew be on the hustle plus we tighter than a zip lock
 I freaks it vice-versa or maybe versa-vice-a
 It really doesn't matter, kid, you're sleepin cos I'm nicer
 I'm growin lime to a lemon to break inside your car
 See when I be on the block I'm like that nigga Agent R
 Cos when I talk, niggas listen, I rip til I drizz em
 Perhaps Jack, I make you wanna clap to the rhythm
 Well yo, I'm wicked, not Jimminy Cricket or Davy Crockett
 Some niggas wanna rock it when they think that I'm block it
 wit my grammar, cos yo I am a super flower
 Ya best ta back the hell up when I swell up like a boa
 constrictor, cos yo I rip tha mic in half, G
 Even if I slowed up your couldn't pass me
 Well hello there momma, you better be bringin the drama to a pause
 like a comma or I'ma have to drop you like some drawers
 So hey hey hey, you thought I was just another bat like JJ
 cos I be usin a *?calender?* stupider dishin nay-nays
 So what's the way I'm flippin like a double-header drinkin
 I rolls two spliffs so now I guess I'm double jointed
 Chorus
 Verse 3: Dray, Skoob
 I be the devious, mischevious kid believe-me-est
 Not the move to rip cos in a drip I freaks the sleaziest
 Rappa-tight funk, punk I be rippin
 Niggas know my name I got more game than Scottie Pippen
 Yo I be kickin it to the optic, grins for-min when I'm knockin skins
 on niggas who be clockin ends, oh next I guess I rock a Benz
 But now I be em, niggas be like "Oh did ya see him?"
 I'm creepy, I'm kooky and plus I make you scream
 See I don't understand why niggas be wantin to do me
 You don't arouse me kid, you're softer than that Cosby kid Rudy
 Huxtable, I bust a fuse like turns on a drum pattern
 That one rings around that ass, G, like Saturn
 Chorus