I'm about to go off like a gunshot

I wanna make you drip like a sweatshop

I'm about to make sounds that you never heard

I'm gonna take your locks and break them with

the keys in your hand and a microphone in mine



Man, it makes me high (It makes me high)

Lifts me to the sky (Yeah, yeah...)

Love is just a lie (It's just a lie)

What made me so high? (What made me so...)



I have got, to admit, this homeboy, he won't quit

Makin' beats, talkin' shit, spittin' fast, keepin' fit

Session file, 24 bit, on the stage, is where I'm lit

All my fans, freakin' it, jumpin' round, 'cause they don't sit

(They don't sit you all)



I'm talkin' bout body surfin', hands wavin' booties jerkin'

Some may dabble in the fountain of funk but as for us

We're already swimming in it!!!!!