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Ah yea people, here we go

Party people, rocks da
Party people, da house
Party people, da house
Party people, rocks da

Party people, da house
Party people, rocks da
people, rocks da house
Party people, rocks da

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Y'all want more?
If want some more
Let me here you say
Let me here you say hell yeah, yeah

Party people, rocks da
Party people, da house
Party people, rocks da
people, rocks da house

Party people, da house
Party people, rocks da
Party people, rocks da
Party people, rocks da

Party people, rocks da
Party people, da house
Party people, rocks da
people, rocks da house

Yo, tuna the smoke-jumper, my oral cannon
Bustin' from Okinawa, Japan to Canyon
Swallow flows, we turning plush tires
Mellow intros, lyrics be burning like brush

Spreading vocal leprosy discrepancy
Lyric weaponry lessens chances of testing me
and freeze MC's, I block atrocities
True philosophies from the lips of black

The pocket-penciler in peninsula
Killing Dracula MC's who bit my vernacular
I can back it, the ill scene we
No lullaby, got you high, when I a fly

Verse, for my people, let me breath
Give a heave-ho, and your cerebral system
Cut Chemist the fader with Tuna the group debater
We murder you duplicators, I'm an aristocrat, ghetto diplomat

And I'm blessed with the gift for rap it's like that rocks da
I, the aristocrat, diplomat
And I'm blessed with the gift for rap, like that rocks da house

Yo they call me Antagonistic, drastic
Comin' from a place these cops get their ass kicked
The last unified was the cornerstone
A pistol to the dome is how we warn a clone

Born alone, the strength of god makes my higher
They found the liar dead, strung up fishin' wire
The packin' vocal artillery
Makin' lovely word connections like Woolery

The cool in me, I'll make your block turn on one
Electrifyin' some nocturnal sunshine
The planetary pioneer and his
Cut Chali tuna spittin' scriptures

Paintin' pictures sisters adapt 'cuz
We it back like chiropractors
Fuckin' actors on wax make worse for
Mc's who worth your and so they search for me

The aristocrat, diplomat
And I'm blessed with the gift for rap, it's that rocks da house
I, the aristocrat, ghetto
And I'm blessed with the gift for rap like that rocks da house

Should I let, I let aha, one two, one, two, check it
Yo should I let ya
Should I mention that you lost a vital part of your
In competition with the T to the U N Ah, the bread
Lyrical lead spinner, that's hittin' you dead

I the aristocrat, ghetto
And I'm blessed with the gift for rap it's that rocks da house

Yo, yo, like that y'all, it's like that
Everybody out there y'all, it's like
My name is tuna fish, y'all, like that
And we are Ozomatli, it's like yo

I the aristocrat, diplomat
And I'm with the gift for rap, it's like that