[ Verse 1 : Kap Dog ]

I put you like indian spices on my curry
Massala
I said put that shit there, now holla
Ding-dum !
Fuck it's the sewaside burner
Lost through the jungle
The rumble
Insert the mind into the cranium
Dodged experiments, connect minds with aliens
Through the beepers, the ninas, manage to kreep up
In the gewi-sewas where shit goes down like Boop bap
Boom bip !
Keep the lian
Pinochio or toothpic
Now who's this ?
Kap the OG to the boogy
Only gets down with groovy types of shit
It's like this (gets it on or gets it ouut)
All the wack suckers clap down and get the raps


[ Verse 2 : Mike Shabb ]

Mike shabb's verbally murdering, lurking on rappers
Kill'em when i'm servin' the holy herb & the shatters
My flows sting a lingin you listenin' to it with rapture
Rap attack a fake rapper to the head till it's fractured
Playin' with syllables with the rythmn that I spit
With the ill vocabulary getcha high when I hit it
Can I kick it ?
I said yo can I kick it ? (Yes you can )
All you rappers know I got this and got that all black everything
Comin' with the raw raps at the age of 17
Ready for big screens, big scenes
But a n***a still dreamin'
If the mainstream can't hear me Ima keep on screaminnnn'


[ Kap Dog ]

Scream oh ! scream oh yeah ! ( yeah yeah yeah )
Set one two kangeroo jump when i come threw
Hip Dip Hop !
Bark then I don't stop ( bark )
Come and seal the zip to the loc

[ Mike Shabb ]

I boom shakalak ya fakes style to death
The rippity rapper rapper with the sewaside effects
Timbaland boots, black hoodies and checks
The whole rugged and ruff swank return of the ruffneck