Yeah, is not the diddy 'cuz the diddy's dum, dum Now I'm checkin' out the sounds of the phat jazz The horns and the with the bass and the boom When added all together it's a phat tune Listen, examine this carefully, you can even dance to the Or and have a seat or choke of the smoke of a cactus tree As I'm steady sounds out my NBC With the natural ability to you wanna get down
And maybe slap 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 saga now 3, 2, 1, contact, we lift off right? So I'm about to take flight and this is how it
I freak the on the microphone, check it, baby, 1, 2 'Cuz I got the skills and I thought that maybe you I can be chilled and have a good time So you see me Make you throw up your peace signs Recline, let your be free the break of dawn at a club I'll be So you know to put your dirty up in the air
And wave 'em to side like you just don't care, yeah in the back with the afro's And the brothers in the with the jerboas And if you start trouble you know where to go And now you're tuned in to the sounds of the I take the and your aid to another fella emcee Produce tracks is not whack with from my MP 3, 2, 1, contact, we have lift off And so I'm to take flight and this is how it sounds
Beats they be infinite and than the pork The sounds can be heard from to New York Forget about your troubles, forget about blues 'Cuz is alive, so go and spread the news And once the news is heard others can relate Maybe find the phattest samples from the back of the
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 kick back for a second Have a seat, yo, and this is how it
is how it sounds Yeah, this is how it