Chill, light on my sight as my ego becomes

A funky child with some words on my tongue

Be like intake of breath and my mouth gets loose

So while I scatter my spit, I dream of juice

Have you ever made out in dark hallways

Displayed a kiss that made your day or say

Played a track from your record collection

It's your mix, congratulations

I bet you light up when we start the show

Follow me now very closely 'cuz I told you so

You know, we glow because we throw sun rays

Yeah we be freaky and we wanna stay

Lightning strikes, yo we be in that violent force of light

Guaranteed to turn it out as bad as dolemite

Because we're dope kid, change like a chameleon

And the channel whenever the wack show Real World is on

You know we dazzle like ghetto box boomin' battles

Rattle inside your head feel redeemed like cola bottles

Fall in love with your teachers, on the wax we are self made

Check the technique, 311 in L.A.

Keep my feet on the ground

Keep my head in the clouds

Electrified by the sound

Comes from the down, and