Yo yo yo yo, is eighty-seven in the house? HELL YEAH! Is eighty eight in the house? (It's the master, the master) HELL YEAH! So everybody's in the house? (Pharcyde's in the house) So everybody get on up And turn this mutha out!
Ah yes yes y'all, I got the fever for the flavor Of a beat y'all, I stand tall gets raw like beef y'all I moo moo like a cow honey-child, or, ooh, ah one two Cause I check it, baby just lend me your ear For a second, cause I'm wreckin eardrums cold Black-N-Deckin Hold on the horse cause the force is like dark If you can't slide then stay out the park And my preachers don't know ya then hop off the ark Are you hip? Do you need another tip, cause that's Just like a talk light, in the asscrack tip Jump onnn it! Shake your shit, if you want it Show no shame, hey Malik god damn get your arrow and hang It ain't no thang to jam on it, jam onnn it! (You don't stop)
The debonair MC, in the place to be Came to rock the b-boys and the young ladies Gonna rhyme on the microphone all night long So the party won't stop until the break of dawn It's like that y'all, it's like this y'all When I play b-boy don't miss y'all Some people wear all that Fila gear Gonna rock this party out the atmosphere Say hoooo! HOOOOOO! Yeahhhhhhhhh, and you don't stop Throw your hands in the air And wave em like you just don't care If you're sparkin blunts with clean underwear Somebody say, ohh yeahhhh! OHHH YEAHH! OHHH YEAHHH! And ya don't stop Yo, cause back in eighty-nine I was doin the wop Back and forth, forth and back I'm from the streets now I'm a straight mack Skin is black (what?) Hair is brown (what?) Eyes are red, you know that I can get down When I get up on the mic, I kick the rhymes to life Because I'm fresh, and I'm def tonight
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh! West coast, West coast, West coast is on fire We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn Burn motherfucker, burn!!
Check it out, well my name is Jammer and I'd like to say
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