Yeah, 1-2 1-2 Ha, let you know how I do [Verse 1: Dray and Skoob] Holy smokes, cheerio chap, I'll make your toe tap, so watch the birdie Now check how I'mma wreck it like a demolition derby Wit the Books, oops toots, I used to live on Bedford But now I rocks the microphone and chill like Robert Redford So bring it cos I can swing it, kid, like Reggie Jackson I got the bats 'n' balls but now I needs some action Ayo you can call me Prego because my style is in there And I'll dig in that an*s, man, as if my name was 'swimwear' See I rock a hoodie sweater, more wood than Woody Pecker I twist it like an ankle, G, or maybe Chubby Checker In LA I hit the chronic, I'm super like the Sonics I'll jab you with the left and swing a hook without the phonics Okey dokey, hocus pocus, I make the dopest MC call a timeout Cos yo I rip the sh** up when it's time to throw my rhyme out I'm twisted, my flow will make you dizzy like Gillespie If ya test me, I'll rip ya, flip ya, strip ya, then I jet see Yo I be flippin like I get busy at gymnastics with my rap skits I slams a punk like Jordan slams a dunk with a basket Ball, see, I got ya all three tempa-cheerin, so f** what you heard, you need to get with what you're hearin yo [Hook] Down down down down Make way for the undaground rappa Down down down down ........undaground rappa Down down down down Make way for the undaground rappa Down down down down (*All I need is just a mic and a track*) [Verse 2: Dray and Skoob] Ayo, my crew is top notch, I stomp like sasquatch, that's why I rip shop My crew be on the hustle plus we tighter than a zip lock I freaks it vice-versa or maybe versa-vice-a It really doesn't matter, kid, you see, because I'm nicer Ayo it's from a lime to a lemon to break inside your car See when I be on the block I'm like that n***a H&R Cause when I talk, n***as listen, I rip til I jism Perhaps that, I make you wanna clap to the rhythm Well yo, I'm wicked, not Jiminy Cricket or Davy Crockett Some n***as wanna rock it when they think that I'mma block it With my grammar, cause yo I am a, sewer flow-er Ya best ta back the hell up when I swell up like a boa Constrictor, cause yo I rip tha, mic in half, G Even if I slowed up you couldn't pa** me Well hello there momma, you better be bringin the drama to a pause Like a comma or I'mma have to drop you like some drawers So hey hey hey, you thought it was just another fad like JJ Cause I be usin a, style that's stupider, than Sheneneh So bust the way I flip it like a double-headed coin, kid I rolled two spliffs, so now I guess I'm double jointed [Hook] [Verse 3: Dray and Skoob] I be the devious, mischiev-ious, kid believe me, it's Not the move to riff cause in a jiff I freaks the sleaziest Rappa-type funk, punk I be rippin n***as know my name I got more game than Scottie Pippen Yo I be kickin it to the optic lens, flippin when I'm knockin skins A n***a who be clockin ends, so next I guess I'll rock a Benz But now a BM, n***as be like "Yo, did ya see him?" I'm creepy, I'm kooky, and plus I'll make you scre-am See I don't understand why n***as be wantin to do me You don't arouse me kid, you're softer than that Cosby kid Rudy Huxtable, I'll bust a few slang terms on the drum pattern That run rings around that a**, G, like Saturn [Hook]