Verse i

landscapin mentally shapin' lookin at my gucci it's about that time

represent my peoples on the ill-a-del side live like my 93 sh*t funk

vibe i used imagination like hansoul master like vic with the off beat

flow a lady like b in ster-re-erie-o raps way back at the plat. wit

super bad disco use to do the freak the patty duke and giggalo da

aftermidnight on the weekend (ho) you remember we 3d with steady b

nuff respect go to yvette money psk miz on pause delay mc jewel t

rocked ride the cross fade breeze from nah bottom

discombobbaboobalate, cerrone was da break if you was diggin' in nah crates

(you know how we do)

verse ii

da youngstas be makin crews pop divine beings got da true sound of

hip-hop man called lux flipped on nah boom box (mad) props to

ruggedness lyrical terrorists funky rhymin' like e-b-s crush nation

with dem nigs snooze b and jazz fresh easin' back and let it hit cha

rumbletown mixture its merdah wit da hypnotic rude girl back to back

ghetto pun tha scratch battle star galack cosmic abstraxx da first out

da limo was that nigga charlie mack west phils represent k-d where's

it at cuz we not takin' no shorts more yuup - yuup to tha rebels to

pan and dice raw...

verse iii

(shout outs and rock - rock ons)