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Now this shit's about to kick off, this party looks wack Let's take it back to straight hip-hop and start it from scratch I'm bout to bloody this track up, everybody get back That's why my pen needs a pad cause my rhymes on the ra-aag Just like I did with addiction I'm 'bout to kick it Like a magician, critics I turn to crickets Got 'em still on the fence whether to picket But quick to get it impaled when I tell 'em stick it So sick I'm looking pale, oh that's my pigment Bout to go ham, ya bish, shout out to Kendrick Let's bring it back to that vintage Slim, bitch The art of MCing mixed with da Vinci and MC Ren And I don't mean Stimpy's friend, bitch Been public enemy since you thought PE was gym, bitch [Bridge] Kick your shoes off, let your hair down (Go berserk) all night long Grow your beard out, just weird out (Go berserk) all night long [Hook] We're gonna rock this house until we knock it down So turn the volume loud, cause it's mayhem 'til the a.m. So baby make just like K-Fed and let yourself go, let yourself go Say fuck it before we kick the bucket Life's too short to not go for broke So everybody, everybody (Go berserk) Grab your vile, yeah [Verse 2] Guess it's just the way that I'm dressed, ain't it? Khaki's pressed, Nike shoes crispy and fresh laced, so I guess it ain't That aftershave or cologne that made 'em just faint Plus I showed up with a coat fresher than wet paint So if love is a chess game, check mate