Yeah...a chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doom      That's the joint, that's the jam.   Turn that shit up, play it again. (x3)      I like the way the rythym makes me jump and move,   It gots the feeling that makes me wanna do my do.   Got me feelin' joy, turn my grey sky blue,   And when you hear a cut baby doll I know you   Will feel it, huh? Get up on the floor start movin' some   Body parts that got brothers actin' dumb   And they be actin' dumb from the cut that playin'   People break they neck from this demonstration   We about mass appeal, no segregation   Got Black to Asian and Caucasion sayin'...      CHORUS (2x)      Let your body collide to the rhythm provided   By the mind state affairs classified and make your   Heat up and flare I swear   A serenade, a soul and so beware   And what's happenin' here, seek one to help you   Feelin' a piece of mind, let your spine unwind   Maybe in time you can stop this crime   But until then, yo I'm-a rock a rhyme sayin'...      CHORUS (x2)   It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam   It's got groove it's got feelin'   (a chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom)   It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam   It's got groove it's got meanin'   (a chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom)   Got the state's appeal with the joint's that real   I don't need no steel to make my point   Get down and dirty cuz that's my joint   Ha! We preferably make all points   Through a nation we build off the musical field   Or a visual thrill, we do what we feel   Any time or place, on stage in ya face   Over tea in Earth and outer space      Because we rock that shit, we flip that shit   Some east coast west coast cosmic shit   Some north bound shit, some some south bound shit   Some overseas London out of town shit   Rockin' the joint, rockin' the jams   Turn that shit up, play it again cuz...   CHORUS (3x)   BRIDGE (1x) to fade out