Yeah yeah Fix that guitar shit Yeah (25x) Ay yo mystikal (here I go wha) Iz they getting’ rowdy wit’ us Iz they wildin’ wit us Yeah yeah Flipmode nigga
This is WKYA Radio, you motherfuckers We got our next caller on the air, bitch, you on the line Yo, this is Big Tracy and I don't give a fuck, nigga Give
Yo that kinda leaky in that shit right there Mmm, that shit look like the bomb, huh Oh yeah, let you take a puff of that shit and just blow the fuck up
Yeah, 'bout to fly that knot Redman, Keith Murray, Erick Sermon with the, Cosmic Slop And we all pack glocks Word is Bond, word is bond, fuck around and
Basically Basically Basically Whoo, hah, ohah Wooh, aw shit Hey dudes, my interludes more fatter than most niggaz LP's So don't sell me to stale cheese
And I say, right about now you are rockin' with the best Can I get a hit? Thank you What you're about to experience is a walk on the funkadelic side Who
Yo *echoes* *weird hearbeat like sounds* [I can hear myself... *echoes*] *maniacal laughter* and the Def Squad force *bell rings slowly
Switch Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Come with us, come take the elevator Shift six billion feet beneath Where the Def Squad dwells Where your dreams and imaginations
Aiyyo-yo-yo-yo you better pass it Aiyyo check this out We coming to you live from that BOMB Chocolate City my man Where the knotty-headed niggaz and the
Woo-woo-wowowowooo Lord hi-gher Could somebody, turn on, da lights Somebody, turn on, da lights The darkside! Yessss Guess who's back when I bring funk
[Incomprehensible] Still walkin' down the streets with my hand on my black tec My brain is high like New York, New Jersey do car thefts I'm high, when
Hard enough that I can chew a whole bag of rocks Hyah! Attention to all you punk motherfuckers out there (Uh-huh uh-huh, check it out, check it out) Funky
Yo, this blunt is for all the niggaz that was in the Holdin pen with me in central booking Welcome to the system Ha ha ha haaaa! Yeahhh! Motherfuckers
Woo (ahh, ahh) Yo, Yo, Yo. This goes out to all my peoples Down in the Weak Way section and all my peoples in the Hootieville Section. Word is bond. Jamaica
Motherfuckin ladies and gentleman My style's rugged like Timberland When I clock lyric then women give me more love than Wimbledon And I can
The hype's got me, I knock 'em out the box then out socks 'Cause winicumuhround, niggaz skate like the rocks My block's hot, so gimme all you got When
Eeeyeahh Wuditlooklike, to all you trick bitches And you punk ass niggaz out there I'm talkin to you live from WFDS We're From the Dark Side radio It'
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Watch out Ge, yeah, as we take a journey to the dark side Watch out From hell and beyond the knotty headed nigga era has triumphed
