[Intro: Leo Muller & Darryl "D.M.C." McDaniels]
"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six
Five, four, three, two, one, zero"
"One, two, three! Uh, uh!
Check this out!
Ah yeah, uh"

[Verse 1: Quasimoto & Madlib]
Quasimoto, I'm pokin' at you like a spoiled kid
My shits real your flavors more like a boiled rib
Even though you got hits like Andy Gibbs
Your shits all an act, my shits like an almanac
Woah, why ya fallin' back, I still be in all of that
Same mind state, with great minds they're like defined cake
You get played like a strange piano
Claiming el diablo, we take all the dough [?] me and [?] (Yup)
Time after time like Cyndi Lauper
I drop colors like Dennis Hopper, the pied piper
In a helicopter, like an old school pop locker
Talkin' Chewbacca, well respected like soccer

[Interlude: Spoonie Gee]
"Rock y'all"
"Rock y'all"
"Y'all— y'all— y'all— y'all—"
[Verse 2: Quasimoto]
Quasimoto, still representin' the unseen
Unclean professional sting automatic cling
You get played like a strange piano
Claiming el diablo, we take all the dough [?] me and [?]
Talk over, take over, walk over, make over
Blast off shackle while ya mans get tackled over
Science and sound, acoustic electric
Delicate, meticulous or raw addict sloppy Selectric
Kicks a [?], snare drum awareness
Ill loop ways prepare for when you hear this

[Outro: Madlib & Melvin Van Peebles]
Situation
"You sure is dumb
Ain't no fool like an old fool
They say"