[Doctor Ice]

We slay

Put the Mix-Master on the fader

And the rhythm of the cuts are always up to data

Boy, it means nothin if we're rockin the place

Without the tremble of the tweeter and the presence of the bass

Mo' bass!



[Doctor Ice]

No-now-now-now-now...

N-n-n-now when I say bass, not the base of the pipe

(You mean the bass of a drum?) Yo, that type of bass drum

Will make the people feel it, can you feel it? (We feel it, Doc)

Now that that's straight it's my turn to rock

Listen to the lyrics that the Doc expresses on the wax

You can't compare cause I'll (wax) and (tax), so max

If for some reason I lose my space

That's cause I can't (feel the bass)

Understand?

Walk this way cause here's the way we'll be walkin

Brooklyn style is the way we'll be talkin

And if you ain't with it, without a doubt

By some (brothers) from (Brooklyn) you'll (get) stomped (out)

(That's right)

It's time to get stupid and cold serve the place

B-Fine.. (What's up, Doc?) Mo' bass! (Okay)

As I was writin this rhyme I had to make it worth while

For my brother Jalil Whodini style

Servin left to (right) right to (left)

And it's mandatory the Doc must be (def)

As I swing my rhythm to the beat of the drum

If you can't catch my lyrics, just hum

And yo, if you can't feel the bass don't jump on my case

Full Force.. (What Doc?) On bass more bass



[Mix-Master Ice scratches]

(Bass)



[The Educated Rapper]

It's a concentrated bass that's heavy and poundin

Covered with a blanket of vocals that are astoundin

Receivin strenght for my medulla oblangata

Injected in a circular platter

Resent about a feeling, a deja-vu

It's the untouchable Force (cold) comin at you

With a quantity of bass that will make your box boom

Make your heart pump, make you tremble and zoom

And you couldn't replicate it even if you were us

It's the Educated Rapper M.D. plus

(And the girl that bobs her knobs, you'll get a bonus)

After you been taken you might wanna phone us

And give us your opinion of this hellafied medley

With interlude and -mission it's twice as deadly

The people love the menu revolvin in my head

Somehow I feel it's up to me to keep em well fed

(What's your name?) D.M. Reppar Detacude

(Yo, what's that?) That's my name spelled backwards

I'm buggin (you be illin)

Back to boggle, baffle, bewilder, beat

Any opposition that would like to compete

Time has gone by and it's become repetitive

Most records I hear are competative

But it's time to put the ball into swing

And present you with a sample of a different thing

A drum track that's as hard as the ghetto

Makes you wanna frolic like sheep in the meadow

Jump back kick, back and relax

The perpetuity of my voice is reachin the max

Combined with the rhythm that's truly volcanic

No need to worry, no need to panic

Cause we possess the element to put a smile on your face

And it's free imports with bass



[Mix-Master Ice scratches]

(Bass)



[ The Kangol Kid ]

No matter how good you are, there is someone greater

And since I'm greater you'll become my spectator

You'll watch my every motion

You're nothin but a fish inside my ocean

When it come to swimmin I'm a deep sea diver

Some are live but I am liver

I hate to see anyone expressin doubt

He who speaks first will first find out

Those that have ruled in the past are gone

I am now your leader, lord Djengis Khan

Demandin more bass, why? Because you said you would

I'm a vicious and delicious individual

Ladies compare me to a lollypop

I'm not a sucker, I'm a suckee but let me stop

If you're anything like me, then you got taste

So what are you looking for? (More bass, more bass)

So don't let no one say nothing wrong in your face

There's more of us than of them and we demand more bass

It has nothing to do with you, it's just that we call the shots

If you want a explanation of the women I got

Is that a rapper is supposed to be a person that rhyme

(When he's rhymin) you're supposed to have a really good time

(And if you're not) it mean that you're not really havin a ball

Then the rapper probably wasn't really a rapper at all

(More bass) nothin primitive, I mean recent

In other words I mean, raps flowin decent

The beat has got to be the best, it can't be nothin shady

The bigger the beat, the better the bass, baby



Yo man

Do somethin



[Mix-Master Ice scratches]

(The Mix-Master)



More bass, more bass