Yeah, this is not the diddy 'cuz the dum, dum Now I'm checkin' out the sounds of the phat drum The horns and the samples with the and the boom When added all it's a phat jazz tune Listen, examine this carefully, you can even dance to the Or chill and have a or choke of the smoke of a cactus tree As I'm pumpin' sounds out my NBC With the ability to make you wanna get down
And maybe five to everyone around So me a drink, stop and let me think About the sounds of the street, The Beat So go and get your and strap yourselves in For the journey's of your life, the now begins 3, 2, 1, contact, we have off right? So I'm about to take flight and this is how it
I the funk on the microphone, check it, baby, 1, 2 'Cuz I got the and I thought that maybe you knew I can be chilled and have a good time So you see me Make you throw up your peace signs Recline, let your mind be Till the break of at a club I'll be So you know to put your dirty up in the air
And wave 'em side to like you just don't care, yeah Sister's in the with the afro's And the brothers in the with the jerboas And if you haters trouble you know where to go And now you're tuned in to the sounds of the I take the stage and aid to another fella emcee Produce tracks is not whack with sounds my MP 3, 2, 1, contact, we have off right? And so I'm about to take flight and this is how it
Beats be infinite and phatter than the pork The sounds can be heard from Cali to New Forget your troubles, forget about your blues 'Cuz jazz is alive, so go and spread the And once the news is heard then can relate Maybe find the samples from the back of the crates
So chill with the breeze Microphone one, two to the three Break doors, dance on floors and have your fun 'Cuz the party doesn't stop till the morning Yeah, now I can feel the beats so kick back for a second Have a seat, yo, and this is how it
is how it sounds Yeah, is how it sounds