Beat...beats    bangin'    blingin' lights    no fights   strictly the viiibe   the hyphe shit   packed with freaks with all types of tight shiiit   glam or ous   no rush   patienty waiting   for the perfected performace   with friends    im rolling blunts   holding cups filled with heenn    chilleennn   with iice    feelin niiice   ive only beeen   to this spot twice   and it only geets   better    with tiiime   but it woulda been 100% better    if i wasnt outside    all night standing on liiine   trying to get in fo free or less   unless   out side on line cuz the homie   the homie got the wrong code address   add it to the stress   yea we got in but i can hardly see   makin my way through the peoples    like swimmin' through the seaa   dope    damn the epitomyyy   CAPPA tope E take it to a higher degreee      Cipher...bound   whats it like to (rough?) arraaaound   in the twenty one gun salute   man    competion dont rest   like a veteran in battle   standing outside    in the line   knees rattle   heart beat sinks with the vibrations that fleet   from the harmonic corridors me and my party freakin' to   ace that came before    didnt even have the taste   the musi   the lights   wait till they embrace   like    love is doing a slow jam   duck in the shadows   wait for a change in the program   while i roll a gram point five   one fifty one got me spinnin' with the viiibe   barely got behind security we got the ride      alright backup the guest list is closed   yo homie i cant handle that   man i got like forty bux   and i could hook you up with a lil weed   aight kick it up twenty mo'   man we straight?      mirror mirror on the wall   who is the fairest   whose the big baller    run his shit in the terrace   girls   dream apparets   wanted by sugar daddy derrace   he swishen off the everclear   but we can see the clearess   i feel it a mile away   so baby let us come and let us give it   roll me with those eyes again   i hope he understand   you wanna live out your fantasies   out with another man   flakin on your girlfriends   gettin' lost on carol anne   and pull two guys   rum and coke    hold the ice   i belive they're all the price   the covercharge of living large   in between the social margin   they be paying the price   so you can be the superstar      -Pharcyde Guestlist lyrics      Dont know if its perfect...