Yeah, is not the diddy 'cuz the diddy's dum, dum Now I'm checkin' out the of the phat jazz drum The horns and the samples with the bass and the When added all it's a phat jazz tune Listen, examine this carefully, you can even dance to the Or chill and have a seat or choke of the smoke of a cactus As I'm steady pumpin' out my NBC With the natural to make you wanna get down
And slap five to everyone around So pass me a drink, and let me think About the sounds of the street, The Beat So go and get your friends and yourselves in For the journey's of your life, the now begins 3, 2, 1, contact, we lift off right? So I'm about to take flight and is how it sounds
I the funk on the microphone, check it, baby, 1, 2 'Cuz I got the skills and I thought maybe you knew That I can be chilled and have a time So you see me sure you throw up your peace signs Recline, let your be free Till the of dawn at a club I'll be So you know to put your hands up in the air
And wave 'em side to side you just don't care, yeah in the back with the afro's And the brothers in the with the jerboas And if you haters start you know where to go And now you're tuned in to the of the Skee-Lo I take the stage and your aid to another emcee Produce is not whack with sounds from my MP 3, 2, 1, contact, we have off right? And so I'm about to take flight and is how it sounds
Beats they be and phatter than the pork The sounds can be from Cali to New York Forget about your troubles, forget about your jazz is alive, so go and spread the news And the news is heard then others can relate Maybe find the phattest from the back of the crates
So chill cool the breeze check one, two to the three Break down doors, dance on and have your fun 'Cuz the party doesn't stop the morning comes Yeah, now I can feel the beats so I'ma back for a second Have a seat, yo, and is how it sounds
This is how it Yeah, this is how it