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 the bass and the boom When added all together it's a jazz tune Listen, examine this carefully, you can dance to the beat Or chill and have a seat or choke of the smoke of a cactus As I'm steady pumpin' out my NBC With the natural ability to you wanna get down
And maybe five to everyone around So pass me a drink, and let me think the sounds of the street, The Funkadella Beat So go and get your friends and strap in For the journey's of life, the saga now begins 3, 2, 1, contact, we lift off right? So I'm about to take flight and is how it sounds
I freak the on the microphone, check it, baby, 1, 2 'Cuz I got the skills and I thought that maybe you That I can be chilled and a good time So you see me Make sure you throw up peace signs Recline, let your be free Till the break of at a club I'll be So you know to put your hands 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 start trouble you know where to go And now you're tuned in to the of the Skee-Lo I take the and your aid to another fella emcee Produce tracks is not whack sounds from my MP 3, 2, 1, contact, we have off right? And so I'm about to take flight and is how it sounds
they be infinite and phatter than the pork The sounds can be heard from Cali to New Forget about your troubles, forget your blues 'Cuz jazz is alive, so go and the news And once the news is then others can relate Maybe find the phattest samples from the back of the
So chill with the breeze Microphone check one, two to the Break down doors, on floors and have your fun 'Cuz the party stop till the morning comes Yeah, now I can feel the beats so I'ma back for a second a seat, yo, and this is how it sounds
This is how it Yeah, is how it sounds