True Mc’s Panjabi MC

Yeah

Sumpin' wild

Here come da sun, da crazy buddha smoker
Hoods roll down'n'turnin' out the folk-a
Got mixed vibes but the rhymes they be ringin'
I'm pumpin' out the sh... with the nozzle swingin'

Flavours they be rich like desi and water
So bust out the glitch & roll the next doodah
Big, fat, drug got 'eavy
Check it, blockin' up the road like a Chevy

7, 8, rim bring the grins from the Singh
Bouncin' all around with the crazy bass bin

I likes to check dem, rollin' around
Shakin' up the ground and cussin' em down
Like dat's da way it's cool with the fake DJs
Sellin out the des for the radio plays

I's from the street, I eat soiled meat
I slap those dogs in the high concrete
And I got flows for the stinkin' hoes
I burst the hip-hop word like, wherever I goes