Featuring O.C. Q Tip




[Q Tip]



Yeah Check It Out We Here With The Big O



With The Big Big O And You Know



What We Want Y'all To Do Is Just Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce Bounce



C'mon Bounce C'mon (c'mon We Gotta) Bounce



(C'mon Hah) Bounce (We Do It Like This One Time Uhh Sup Sup)




Verse One: Prince Poetry Pharoahe Monche




Do You Wanna Hear The Boogie Bear



Jump Up And Do The Freak Funk, Throw Your Hands In The Air



Compare Me, With None



The Son, Of The King, Triple Crown, Just To Get The Job Done



I Surpass Fast Dash Through A Mass Of Traps Fliers



And Blow Up The Spot, And Organize On That Ass, I'm Hot



Black, With No Sugar Straight Coffee



You Stalk Me, Because Your Girl Wanna Hawk Me



Jock Me Clock Me Watch Me Mutilate The Mic



Rip It Apart, Shatter Your Brain When I Strike



Add A Syringe Of Raps To Cleanse You Fall Apart



Style Damage You Amateur Cause I'm Blowin Your File



Honey-dips See Me And They Yellin Organized



And They Know -- Pharoahe Monche's Got Skills For The Wise




Ohhhhhh, Huh, Shit! Look Who Walked In The Door



RYYYYYUUUU-KICK, TIGER TIGER UPPERCUT



Directly To The Gut, When I Strut On Mics



Makes My Windpipe Erupt



Better Back Off, I Jack Off Of Wack MC's In The Vicinity



Nigga Please, I Make Em Bounce




Chorus: Repeat 8X




[Q-Tip] Let's Organize, C'mon (we Gotta Bounce) We Gotta Bounce




Verse Two: Prince Poetry, O.C.




I Make You Stomp Back And Forth Like An Army Brigade



Diode Cuts Love Kid Wherever Skills Is Displayed



Raid Your Block Blow Your Mind Like Fans



In The Summer Or Like Redman, Ready To Rock



Expanding My Cleverness On Wax, To Japan And Back