Here I come around the bend again,
Don't want to battle cause you know that I'll win again,
Check it...

Battle scars earned and worn with pride,

These words are where my soul resides, kid,

And never did I ever fit into the place, right?

And I couldn't stand looking at your face, right?

And you didn't mind making this a race, right?

So check out the bass, So check out the bass,

When I flow, I know, that I grow,
Sit back relax and check out the bomb show, bet.

And never could you ever bring me down, clown,

Yeah, check out the sound, check out the sound!

Well I, saw your face one time, I, never thought I'd walk away.

Then we, hit the trip that wouldn't quit,
And I never walked away, again...

I said I'd never walk away again...
I said I'd never walk away again...

Let... me... jump... back!
Into the boom of the room,
Come and take a ride to the top of the moon.

I don't want to fight and make this a bad trip,
I just want to sit back, relax, take a fat rip.

Check out the shapes and the colors in the grooves.

Check out the thoughts that make your mind move.

Check out the lights that form the new patterns.

Check out the beats, and the rhymes, that make us... much phatter!

Well I, saw your face one time, I, never thought I'd walk away.

Then we, hit the trip that wouldn't quit,
And I never walked away, again...

I said I'd never walk away again...
I said I'd never walk away again...

Check out the zebrahead style...

Boom, boom, boom in the room,
And I kick shit,

Free style form, not the norm,
'Cause I slang it.

Coming five fold, take another hit and I hold it,
And don't try to wreck, 'cause kid you'll get rolled,
On the flip side, if you chose to decide,
Wreck it from New York to Cali, or anywhere I reside,
So check out the crew the the funk flow flavor,
Spitting out smooth sounds that you know, that you want to savor!

And I wish you could see all the shit that I see,
Back in the day you were down with me,
Back in the day, when things were all right,
Check out the lights,
Check out the sounds that I found all underground.

And the swing that I bring all around.
Watch the walls as they all come crumbling down,
Check out the shake, and the quake, as I kick it down.

This is the bomb track and we never take it back,
Funky fresh flow is something that we never lack,
So get up and ride this, and never try to bite this,
Aim for the sky cause you never know you might miss.

Check out the shapes, and the colors, in the grooves,
Check out the thoughts that make your mind move,
Check out the lights that form the new patterns,
Check out the beats, and the rhymes, that make you seem much phatter.

Well I, saw your face one time, I, never thought I'd walk away.

Then we, hit the trip that wouldn't quit,
And I never walked away, again...

I said I'd never walk away again...
I said I'd never walk away...

Well I, saw your face one time, I, never thought I'd walk away.

Then we, hit the trip that wouldn't quit,
And I never walked away, again...

I said I'd never walk away again...
I said I'd never walk away again...