| Here I come around the bend again | |
| Don't want to battle cause you know that I'll win again | |
| Check it, battle scars earned and worn with pride | |
| These words are where my soul resides | |
| And never did I ever fit into this place, right? | |
| And I couldn't stand looking at your face, right? | |
| And you didn't mind making this a race, right? | |
| So check out the bass | |
| When I flow, I know, that I grow | |
| Sit back relax and check out the bomb show, bet | |
| And never could you ever bring me down, clown | |
| Yeah, check out the sound! | |
| Well I saw your face one time, I never thought I'd walk away | |
| Then we hit the trip that wouldn't quit, and I never walked away again | |
| I said I'd never walk away again | |
| Let me jump back into the boom of the room | |
| Come and take a ride to the top of the moon | |
| I don't want to fight and make this a bad trip | |
| I just want to sit back, relax, take a fat rip | |
| Check out the shapes and the colors in the grooves | |
| Check out the thoughts that make your mind move | |
| Check out the lights that form the new patterns | |
| Check out the beats and the rhymes that make us much phatter | |
| Check out the zebrahead style | |
| Boom, boom, boom in the room | |
| And I kick | |
| Free style form not the norm | |
| Cause I slang it | |
| Coming five fold take another hit and I hold | |
| And don't try to wreck cause kid you'll get rolled | |
| On the flip side if you choose to decide | |
| Wreck it from New York to Cali or anywhere I reside | |
| So check out the crew with the funk flow flavor | |
| Spitting out smooth sounds that you know that you want to savor | |
| I wish you could see all the that I see | |
| Back in the day you were down with me | |
| Back in the day when things were all right | |
| Check out the lights | |
| Check out the sounds that I found all underground | |
| And the swing that I bring up all around | |
| Watch the walls as they all come crumbling down | |
| Check out the shake and the quake as I kick it down | |
| This is the bomb track and we never take it back | |
| Funky fresh flow is something that we never lack | |
| So get up and ride this and never try to bite this | |
| Aim for the sky cause you never know you might miss | |
| Check out the shapes and the colors in the grooves | |
| Check out the thoughts that make your mind move | |
| Check out the lights that form the new patterns | |
| Check out the beats and the rhymes that make us seem much phatter |