Two homies met, you know what I'm saying?
I was downstairs, just minding my own business
Just grilling, chilling, smoking, toking
Charcoal just getting orange
Feeling the air behind me, the wind behind me
The moonlight behind me, the late night barbeque...
Who cares what time it is? Time is in our own hands
The father time and the sand in the sand clock
HIP HOP
Just knocks will let us in
Me and my homie just feel that
Just like snares and a hi-hat. I'm saying
Percussion discussion, all that
Return of the boom, man
Cla** is in session
Manifest obsessions, finessing...
All sorts of that stuff
A sort of mutant and atomic structure
Acupuncture with soundwaves
We hit flaves, justice paid
Debonair, like spins in foursquare
Yo I got that volcan.. vol-canyon
Yo
Speak language
Get much respect from hispanics
They call me ese
While I sip my mojito
--poquito --
--¿cómo estás?
--bien, y tu?
Yeah
Me & my brew