[Intro - Camu Tao - talking]
Yo, yo (y'all ain't ready), what up?
Yo, yo (y'all ain't ready), what up?
Yo, yo (y'all ain't ready), let's go?
Yo, yo (y'all ain't ready)
Yo, yo, yo (y'all ain't ready), what up?
Yo, yo (y'all ain't ready), what up?
Yo, yo (y'all ain't ready), let's go?
Yo, yo (y'all ain't ready), yo, yo

[Verse 1 - Mr. Lif]
I step up in the place with that look on my face
Aww shit, Lif is here and ready to rip
He got the mic on his hip in the holster
Told ya, true motherfuckin rap soldier
Party people in the place, I like to get to know ya
First push up your hands if you's a weed smoker
Get them cigarettes out of the place
I can't stand people blowin smoke all up in my face
And now you, tell the party people who you are (wooo!)
(Dude, my name is Chuck and I like to party HARD!) (yeah bro, party man!)
This guy's one drink away from a spill
(Hey yo, this brother needs some water), play it cool son, chill
Ladies lookin so delicious, I'm vicious
With this mic in my hand, I can grant wishes
Which is your desire, want to hear the hot fire?
I'm not Dylan, this here my song
First of all strike a B-boy stance
And if it's rough enough, maybe then we can advance
Hey yo Fakts, put the needle on the record with poison
All my peoples in the place just make some noise
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