"Alright Party People, It's About That Time



We Want Everybody Everybody Off The Stage



Who Ain't Supposed To Be On The Stage



And You Trip Over The Wire, We Gon' Get Smitty To Beat You Up"



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Just Clap Your Hands To The Beat



"Just Clap Your Hands To The Beat" (6x) "you Don't Stop"



If You Look At Reality, I Bet You Can't See What I Can See



What Could You See Buck, Another Duck



Gettin Paid Off The Bullshit, What The Fuck



Now, You Can Keep The Ball If You Want



But I'm Gonna Fight For The Right In The Name Of The Blunt



Hip-hop Rules, Can't Nobody Touch The Flavor



Brotha, Word To Motha, Tell Your Neighbor (WHAT!!)



That We Do Whatever We Gotta Do



God Bless The Budda Cess And My Whole Crew



One Thing I Hate See Fuck A Hand



You And Your Crew Bite My Style And You Play Teddy Rucker Man



Timberland On The Upper Hand



See The Future Plan Is To Be The Man On The Mic, Huh



I See For Now I Got To Demonstrate



Hey, Hold Your Head Back And Feel The Weight, Remember This?



Chorus (4x)



Two Turntables And A Mic (MIC!!)



One Phat Emcee On The Set (SET!!)



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Watch Me Blow Your Back Out Wit The Verb



Herb, Come Test Buck You Get Served



Look, Up In The Air, It's A Bird



No, It's Super Nigga And Look He's Puffin The Herb



Sayin "chocolate Do A Nigga Justice"



Bust This, Spark Another Session I'm Lovin The Mist



Contact In My Nostril



Is A Collosal Emcee To Recollect On Set



The Point Is, You Get Biz On The Mic



Like Back In The Days, Niggas We Got More Like



Shit, Today It Take Niggas Too Long To Recognize



Just Because I'm Not Commercialized



Or When I'm In Your Town I Rock The Underground