Released on October 3, 2006

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[Verse 1: Madlib]

Keeps it poppin' like West Coast in '83

When we was bumpin' Slave, Rick James, and Lady T

My man with the East Coast taste from Red Alert

Pete Rock, Marley Marl, put-tin' in work

On the West, we had Julio G on KDAY

Mixmaster Michael mixin' more in his heyday

Rob 1 droppin' shit so niggas could break

All my real niggas—all a nigga wanna do is get cake

All them other niggas—all a nigga wanna do is be fake

But now, oh, shit, damn, I'm goin' to another wake

Remember, 'bout the times in school, when we made a fool

Of ourselves to impress a girl, tryin' to be cool

Oh, some niggas gettin' sprung on coke

I'm like, oh, young niggas gettin' sprung off {*gunshot*}

Oh, shit! Some niggas never learnin' the ropes (Ropes, ropes, ropes)

[Bridge: Style P, Fuzzy Jones & Madlib]

"Hustling up"

"Fucking you up"

"Talk all that"

"Fuck all that"

"Hardcore new V.R."

"Mathematic, here in Cali, rally"

"Dirty, I can't help it"

"I been an addict"

"Believe me!

All massive and all crew line up

They can't get we out"

Who that nigga over there, man? (Yeah)


[Verse 2: Madlib]

Niggas lookin' over here like shit is sweet

All day mad, 'cause a nigga said his shit is weak

Askin' for a true opinion, get mad when a nigga speak

I ain't got no time for that shit, I already figure the nigga's weak

You can't even trust your own best friend, or your man and them

'Cause them niggas only worry about the shit you handin' them

Shit, all a nigga wanna do is get cake

All a nigga wanna do is be fake

Look around, all snakes, for heaven sakes

Buried with fake, I carry it, hate made in every state (State, state, state)

[Outro: Madlib, Common & Fuzzy Jones]

Rock, oh-oh, uh

Dilla Dawg

Madlib, yeah

Oh, oh, Dilla

"Let's build on it"

"In— in— in a Cadillac with the grill fronted"

"To— to— toting in the BM, tell—"

"Tell them players I'm the GM"

"Believe me!

That is the wickedest sound that play

And it is the new celebrity

Along with all massive and all crew line up

The can't get we out

When it comes to championship, it's we have it

And when it comes to dignitary

("Yeah, hah, yeah")

Oh, God, we nah talk 'bout the business

("We got it, uh-huh ")

We have it very versatile

And when it comes to sound

You cyan pass we

'Cause we have done cross the border already

And all dem kind of thing deh"