Oz

[Intro] And the journey continues [Verse One: Sunspot Jonz] It goes underwater verbs you swerve to the rhythm reverb Now we mixing like a potion fizzing, fixing to blow Here we go You're wacker than the fools I dissed a year ago [?] afraid to be original Or crispy for all the chicken MC's Industry can't pimp me Your A&R is a hippy Say he, knows B.E.R.O., how could it be, he works for the company No, he don't know nothing about marketing black music You got a job plus a deal, 'bout to lose it And fuck you very much Next, did I ever smoke on the job? Yes She's the apple of my eye, give her hips a ride I can't believe I found a friend under darkened skies And welcome to the jungle like Axel tonight Bought the whole damn bar and we faded and I'd like Another fat burner for my people's who's gone And then you move the steady motion to the groove of the song And I'm gone and I'm gone {x3} [Hook] {x2} It feels good like a dream Don't you love it baby Now sing for me Yeah sing for me La la la [Verse Two: Moka Only] I'm on some Regular Joe shit, but no broke shit I'm Joe Schmo shit 59-50 Pro fit Trying to profit while blowing out them coffin nails Kinda off my rocker but coppin' mail Little bit anti-sociable but a fucks not given Moka O, Sunspot, what's got in 'em? Your Benz seen the proof from your grips through towns Roof down, swoop down, I'm 'bout to hit you clowns With the replacement factor, exacto knife I'm life like, just back up, is that your wife? I'm only buggin' You're only thuggin' What's the point It's like a Minstrel joint, it gets the [?] Outta bounds been real and get the coins All the way from Vancouver to Des Moines Ain't a sport like Crusto Let's go Expo's My expose will expose my gut those Who trust those instincts, push your puck slow Us in the changer what spray like Rusto Bust through your speakers, your system must blow [Hook]