[Skit]
Scratch
Scratch, wake up, man
My bad, my bad, my bad
Something's really bothering me, man, it's like
You know, we did this album from start to finish
It's, you know, five in the morning
And, uh, something doesn't feel right
Like I thought it was bangin', but something's not right
I'm just tryna figure out what I should do
What do you mean you're?—
What you talkin'?—
Do another one?
A hidden track?
Yo, man, it's five in the morning, a hidden track? Why? Why?
You think they wanna hear some more?
You think it's gon' work?
You don't have to spit on me like that, I'll do it
[Intro: Black Thought]
Yo, yo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, come on (Yes I)
No doubt, yes, I (P-5-D)
Check it out, yo, yo
[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Arigato to all my people in Japan
Whether you rockin' Cartier or Pierre Cardin
I'm bargin' in like excuse, I beg your pardon
To crush carbon-copy emcees with clone jargon
Move the crowd to leave the microphone sparkin'
Leave you caught inside the lines of my page beneath the margin
Now we could mud-sling to cease the foul-talkin'
I personally'd rather keep things peace, but it's your option
I hit the block with hip-hop, it's like oxen
Stampede with lyrical heavyweight boxing
Yo, just give thanks, it's the new shit
For y'all to ever try to sleep on this is stupid
My thought's deep like the upright acoustic
Bass, Cold Crush like Charlie Chase
To keep the ladies grindin' like a slow jam
You just a sloe gin fizz, kid, get with the program
My style hundred proof, I pause for no man
The Fifth Dynasty, that's the slogan (Yeah)
From SP to West P to Logan
The planet is a parachute, I got 'em open (Word up)
Scratch
Scratch, wake up, man
My bad, my bad, my bad
Something's really bothering me, man, it's like
You know, we did this album from start to finish
It's, you know, five in the morning
And, uh, something doesn't feel right
Like I thought it was bangin', but something's not right
I'm just tryna figure out what I should do
What do you mean you're?—
What you talkin'?—
Do another one?
A hidden track?
Yo, man, it's five in the morning, a hidden track? Why? Why?
You think they wanna hear some more?
You think it's gon' work?
You don't have to spit on me like that, I'll do it
[Intro: Black Thought]
Yo, yo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, come on (Yes I)
No doubt, yes, I (P-5-D)
Check it out, yo, yo
[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Arigato to all my people in Japan
Whether you rockin' Cartier or Pierre Cardin
I'm bargin' in like excuse, I beg your pardon
To crush carbon-copy emcees with clone jargon
Move the crowd to leave the microphone sparkin'
Leave you caught inside the lines of my page beneath the margin
Now we could mud-sling to cease the foul-talkin'
I personally'd rather keep things peace, but it's your option
I hit the block with hip-hop, it's like oxen
Stampede with lyrical heavyweight boxing
Yo, just give thanks, it's the new shit
For y'all to ever try to sleep on this is stupid
My thought's deep like the upright acoustic
Bass, Cold Crush like Charlie Chase
To keep the ladies grindin' like a slow jam
You just a sloe gin fizz, kid, get with the program
My style hundred proof, I pause for no man
The Fifth Dynasty, that's the slogan (Yeah)
From SP to West P to Logan
The planet is a parachute, I got 'em open (Word up)
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