[Chorus: repeat 2X]      Lemme hear somethin'      Lemme hold somethin'      Roll somethin'      Lemme show you somethin'      What'chu know good      What's poppin' wit'chu      What's happenin'         What's crackalackin'?   How you mackin'?      You still bad actin'?            [Verse 1: Aceyalone]      I'll be in the back rappin'      Clownin' and laughin'         Jumped up   When I heard somebody was cappin'      I'm usually kickin' it and coolin' and lampin'      Then I heard wackass rappers was runnin' rampant      They always wanna sample it      Take it for they own      And take it home      But they eventually break a bone      But I'ma take 'em on      To the break a dawn      I'll take your girl and make her moan      Shit I'm in the zone      Sorry for fuckin' up your little tea party      My bad, just wanna show you how we party      Losers night out, hit the club like a champ      Find me a spot on the floor and set up my camp         Cuttin' up the amps and dancin' with some ladies   Been livin' shady since the late eighties      A date maybe, in a purple moon      I was dippin' so hard that I broke the spoon      I like to float about five feet off the floor      Offa brown rum, green bud and off tour      Off the head, offa the pacific shore      Rhymes galore, what more could you ask for?            [Chorus]            [Verse 2: Casual]      It's like the buddha bomb brothers we gutter      I let 'em shine now I close the shutters      On the others so let's begin      The way I finesse the pen      Keep me runnin' through women      Like estrogen      Little mama with the sexy skin      Still lets me in         In the bay jet skiin'   With two lesbians      I leans gangsta      Whatever you catch me in      Even a Harley lookin' out for pedestrians      Cats remember the rap      The center is action packed      Adrenaline      Raw raps will hinder them      With more momentum than a pendulum shift         Bear witness to the synthesis I'm hittin' em with      Casual and Aceyalone   You crazy? Imagine your brains being blown      Nigga burn somethin', learn somethin'      Blow somethin' like you want something'      If not, lemme hold somethin'            [Chorus]            [Verse 3: Big Arch]      I'm living large like a fresh white 3-X   You give me respect         And if you don't like it get the eject      I detect a gang of haters in the 380      Your innovator      Beat creators      Keep thinkin you gon' be major         O say ya got me gone off doja   The rap composer      The shit I just told ya      Should hold ya      Wanna dose of ya nigga?      Hold your composure      I'll be back in another twenty-four      When I get sober      Lo and behold      A nigga flowin' so cold      I grab the microphone      And turn it into a sno-cone      Ha! Big nigga gettin my smoke on      When I leave I'll still be bumpin up on the system in your home      Uh! While you willin' to get it on      I'll be killin' this song      Got you feelin' it in your bones      The chrome steady driven it in your dome      Makin' sure you niggaz get it and then I'm gone      I'm through your zone like I'm Jerome Bettis n'         Ha! You know you gon' get it if   I'ma give these niggaz a dose of they own medicine      You come off in this nigga's home      Showin' the wrong ettequitte      C'mon killa      Mind your manners my gorilla      There's plenty of scrilla      And bananas for a nigga      But you gotta be a go getta      Get you a good girl      Don't get you no gold digga         [Chorus]