[Chorus 4X]

You, got to groove

Freeze, stand still, MOVE



[Verse One]

Huffin' and puffin', this track is bumpin'

Discussion on how we crushin' and snuffin'

The one's that bluffin', it's nothin'

and while they lunchin', we bustin' to get you, up in the club and

We keep you wantin' and dubbin'

Dig it like somethin' you puffin' on

Fill it up in your stomach to your astonishment, on a mission

The marvelous, starvenous, verbal novelist, killin' 'em softly

Offin' them, often they in a coffin'

We drillin' them, taunt 'em

All in the tournament, in the bottomless pit again

Pardon me, but this art is like the parliament rockets parkin' all on yo'

gardens and +lawns+ just like +potholes+, sonically stompin',

Up on a mission of dominance, solid flawless, so obvious

Callin' y'all to the ball to get off the wall, everybody yes, YOU [*echoes*]



[Chorus]



[Verse Two]

I've been to Africa, Brazil, everywhere across the Americas

Canada, France, Italy, Copenhagen, Australia

Everywhere, every time, every audience, mass hysteria

Some rappers make good records, but live they are a fail-i-ya

Mailin' your area, special delivery carrier

Tearin' the various barriers, 'til everyone's everyone

Whether you're heavy or Libra, or Aries, or Lebanese

Vegetarian, Ebony, Ivory, seventeen or ninety-THREE

I don't care if you're arrogant, or inherit inheritance

From yo' parent's parent and did-didn't share it with N'ER NIGGA

Prepare if you dare, to get yo' HANDS IN THE AIR

It's a rare form, Mary'll shake her derriere witcha

BEAR witness to SNARE kicks that TEAR and rip

Through the blarin' speaker woofers that pummel into the AIR [and] hit cha

It's there witcha, yo' cares lifted, don't stare driftin'

The airs shiftin' slightly, so come into the lair, get SUM



"Party people, you are now being rocked by the sounds,

of Chief Xcel and Gift of Gab, Blackalicious

We're here to take you higher, y'all!

And I want everybody from side, to side

in the front, and the back

Everybody in the BUIL-ding, MAKE SOME NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOISE" (*crown cheers*)



[Verse Three - through speakerphone then normal]

Jumpin', and movin', and dancin', and sweatin', and shoutin', and grindin'

And bobbin', and weavin', we takin' you outta yo' mind

and the science applyin' this, high in the sky in this pio-lots

Flyin' this, dia-late ir-is, wireless mics, the fire is bright, retire, I'm sire

You're squire and dire straits, admirin' higher intelligence, dialect science (*exhales*)

I elect mya-self Via-ce Prez, I'll belt

Rappers that lie to get by and get fried and left by their self scientists

Thrive when this guy is lit, try and spit fire with my intent

I in-vent sciences, try the best with no side effects

Buy a vest or be lyin' in rest, tryin' to test

The eyes in the eyes of the vi-brant lion with iron tiger fists



[Chorus and guitar riff]