Cut Chemist Suite

By Ozomatli

On Ozomatli

Released on June 16, 1998

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[Intro: Spoken]

Oh yeah, party people

Here we go


[Intro]

Party people, rocks the house

Party people, rocks the house

Party people, rocks the house

Party people, rocks the house

Party [bing], rocks the house

Party people, rocks the house

Party people, rocks the house

Party people, rocks the house

Ya'll want some more?

Ya'll want some more?

Ya'll want some more?!?

Let me hear ya say 'yeah'!

(Yeah!)

Let me hear ya say 'hell yeah'!

(Hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah)

Party people, rocks the house

Party people, rocks the house

Party people, rocks the house

Party people, rocks the house

Party people, rocks the house

Party people, rocks the house

Party people, rocks the house

Party people, rocks the house

Party people, rocks the house

Party people, rocks the house

Party people, rocks the hou-hou-hou-hou-house


[Verse 1: Chali 2na]

Yeah

2na the smoke-jumper, packin' my oral cannon

Bustin' from Okinawa, Japan to Laurel Canyon

Swallow flows, we turning like plush tires

Mellow intros, lyrics be burning like brush fires

Spreading vocal leprosy, using discrepancy

Lyric weaponry lessens your chances of testing me

Stop and freeze, MCs, I block atrocities

True philosophies from the lips of black Socrates

The pocket-penciler in your peninsula

Killing Dracula MCs who bit from my vernacular

I can back it. The ill scene we occupy

No lullaby, got you high when I rock a fly verse

For my people, let me breath slow

Give a heave-ho and stimulate your cerebral system

Cut Chemist grip the fader with 2na the group debater

We murder you duplicators


[Chorus: Chali 2na]

'Cause I'm an aristocrat, ghetto diplomat

And I'm blessed with the gift of rap

It's like that

(Rocks the house)

(Rock rock rock rocks the house)

Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat

And I'm blessed with the gift of rap

It's like that

(Rocks the house)

(Rock rock rock rocks the house)


[Verse 2: Chali 2na]

They call me Mister Antagonistic, drastic

Coming from a place where these cops get their ass kicked

The last trick unified was the cornerstone

A lyric pistol to the dome is how we warn a clone

Born alone, the strength of god makes my mission higher

They found a liar dead, strung up with fishing wire

The mystifier packin' vocal artillery

Making lovely word connections like Chuck Woolery

The cool in me, I'll make your block turn on one rhyme

Electrifying like some nocturnal sunshine

The planetary pioneer and his mixer

(Cut Chemist) Chali 2NA spitting scriptures

Painting pictures

Even sisters adapt 'cause we take it back

Like chiropractors fuckin' actors on wax

Make it worse for real MCs who worth your while

And so they search for me


[Chorus: Chali 2na]

The aristocrat, ghetto diplomat

And I'm blessed with the gift of rap

It's like that

(Rocks the house)

(Rock rock rock rocks the house)

Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat

And I'm blessed with the gift of rap

It's like that

(Rocks the house)

(Rock rock rock rocks the house)


[Bridge: Chali 2na]

(Should I let)

(Should I let)

(Should I)

(Should I)

(Should I) ha, ha, ha

(Should I let) one, two

(Should I let)

(Should I let) one, two

(Should I)

(Should I let) check it

Should I let ya know

Should I mention that you lost a vital part of your body

In competition with the T to the U.N.A; the bread winner

Lyrical leg spinner that’s hittin' you dead center


[Chorus: Chali 2na]

Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat

And I'm blessed with the gift of rap

It's like that

(Rocks the house)

(Rock rock rock rocks the house)

Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat

And I'm blessed with the gift of rap

It's like that

(Rocks the house)

(Rock rock rock rocks the house)


[Outro: Chali 2na]

Yo, yo

It's like that, ya'll

It's like that, everybody out there, y'all

It's like that

My name is 2na Fish, ya'll

It's like that

And with the Ozomatli

It's like that, ya'll

Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat

And I'm blessed with the gift of rap

It's like that


[Crowd applause]

Hey, ya'll gotta excuse me, man

I'm sick as hell

(He just sick in the head, that's all)

(Just sick in the head)