[Intro: J Dilla & Rob Raindorf]
Yo, it's the station jamming for you baby
Hannibal
Yeah, she talks fast, roof roof, haha
What if I want to do the sound of the six?
Make it fast, make it fast
Make it fast, make it fast
Make it fast, make it fast
Make it fast, make it fast
...
Make it fast, make it fast
Make it fast, make it fast
Make it fast, make it fast
Make it fast, make it fast

[Interlude: J Dilla & David Essex]
J.D. in the studio with continuous music
Eno ho evif tniop enin
Hey, kid, rock and roll?
Rock on, ooh, my soul
Hey kid, you boogie too? Did ya?
Hey, shout, summertime blues
Jump up and down in my blue suede shoes
Hey, kid, rock and roll? Rock on

[Verse 1: Diz Gibran]
Yeah, and I shout
Name's Diz, I'm at the top of the pile
And like a new sensation I'm the talk of the town
Just admiring the ladies out walking around
At first I line 'em up and then I'm knocking 'em down
Now, I can stand out and hand out remarkable style
Or I could just blend in like I'm part of the crowd
Got my family and friends all watching me proud
Colorful personality but far from a clown
I might hit the spot and bop a bit
Meet a broad, pop some shit
But game's to be sold I was told, so I auction it
No bargaining, this session is stole
That road's out of the way and my direction is known
I throw it out, they go and catch it like they fetching a bone
Swear this shit is so easy that no effort is shown
On a road less traveled so I step it alone
Out to collect what I'm owed then go rest in my throne
Get brine mu'fuckers, yeah, I'm starving like a motherfucker
Keep getting larger 'til I'm charging like a mu'fucker
Ain't another brother closer to winning
And when I see something I want then I go get it
Looking for that
[Chorus: David Essex, J Dilla, & Diz Gibran]
Still looking for that blue jean baby queen
Prettiest girl I ever seen
See her shake on the movie screen
Dilla dilla beats beats, dilla dilla beats beats
Hey, kid, rock and roll?
Rock on, ooh, my soul (Rock on)
Hey kid, you boogie too? Did ya? (Hey)
Hey, shout, summertime blues
Jump up and down in my blue suede shoes
Hey, kid, rock and roll? Rock on (Rock on, on, on)

[Verse 2: Diz Gibran]
And I will, name's Dizzy, also known as Khalil
Should've bubbled like a soda 'til I'm over the hill
Steady holding my composure, my persona is chill
Bring some Coronas, think I'm gonna throw some coal on the grill
Just enjoying good times like bologna and milk
Keep flowing them good rhymes, someone throw him a deal
Rehearsal is universal, got a global appeal
And with so much fake shit you gotta notice the real
It's disco, err apparent, think it isn't when it is though
Get the party rocking, keep it popping 'til the shit's closed
I get those respectable ladies, also the nymphos
Probably one around where you from, call out a zip code
I expose and pull out, they put out and get low
Dinner, maybe a bit more, that's about it though
No pillow talk, no commitment, no info
No data, no family matters or car, Winslow
Just a little timid or frigid until we get close
But back at the crib all that shit goes out the window
Might call or not at all, all depends though
But be cool, we can stay friends though
I'm looking for that
[Chorus: David Essex]
Still looking for that blue jean baby queen
Prettiest girl I ever seen
See her shake on the movie screen

[Outro: Girl & Diz Gibran]
New message: Friday, 11:36 p.m
What up dawg? I was just calling to see if you was going to be at party tonight. Just in case you didn't get my message, I was trying to go deepthroat
Crazy, chopped up, unadulterated. Hahahaha, you know what I'm saying? There's so many words to describe Dilla man that we can't even put him in a dictionary because they're just new words that you create. You know what I'm saying? Like, astronomical-nomical-nomical. Astronomical's in the dictionary but not that astronomical-nomical-nomical. That's J Dilla man, you know what I'm saying. Put a lot of extra -nomicals, n-n-n-n-n-n. Let's get into it, right?