Freestyle

I take a second, poke around

But it does not make a sound

I guess there's no one in this town

One day, we will see it all

Before you walk, you gotta crawl

And when we do we'll have a ball

You might think you're trippin'

When these jams start rippin'

But the CD ain't skippin'

So turn it up and start pimpin'!

Yeah, Freestylin'

Yeah, Buck whilin'

In '95 it stripped down raw

And it kicked my in the jaw

The phattest thing I ever saw

And everytime I get up here

I strike the chord and get the cheer

And everything just gets so clear

Ready to take the stage and I feel fine

Jumpin' and pumpin' and humpin'

And I get mine

Feel the energy from the people below

Rockin' to these rhymes like a stereo

Sound system, a million watts of love

Go back to the days when that's all that there was

The people gettin' down and theit jumpin' around

Like a mad man sensitive to sound