Alright, you gotta slow down, I'm trying to, I only took a little bit of Spanish, you gotta, I hear what you're saying, but yeah, alright, alright, ok, alright, ok, ok, alright, ok, I'm feeling you, ok, alright, ok, alright, ok, ok, alright, ok, I'm feeling you. All my people in Brooklyn and you know we're hot, I said, we don't stop the body rock. All my people in Queens and the land in between, I said, we don't stop the body rock. I'm shouting that L-I so you know we fly, I said, we don't stop the body rock. From the east to the west, son, we take it to your chest, I said, we don't stop, check that out, y'all. I'm in the lab with Ab, I got the pen and pad, my man T-E-S-H, take it to your breastplate. It's the mighty, most def, complete the trilogy, just shot myself a dime, see all you feeling me. Son, I'm wicked and nice when I'm on facility, let me take a sec to review what I wrote. Most def in style, far fresh, ok, it's dope, let's record this, they gon' award this. And the whole area crew is gon' applaud this, and when we step to the play parts, flawless. My man T-E-S-H, style glory, great, great, great, great, great, great, great, great. And up next we got Kataj with that west coast rhyming, bombing niggas with the style as dangerous as mountain climbing. Cause the Anki words I'm spitting, be twisting while you listening, plus I'm in this motherfucker with the liquid coalition. Gotta leave you in positions, twist it backwards like yoga, while you staring down my throat like, is he drunk or is he sober? Who knows, all I know is Tash got flows, and got the technique to get the ladies out of they clothes. I've been overly exposed to the 40-0s and chickens, so I'ma keep it pumping. Till the beat stop kicking, or till the plot thickens, cause this is how we do. Catastrophe, most def, and the brother man. What's up Tash, ayo, Tip can't call it, chill as most is deaf and you alcoholic. I'ma be surfing that, think it's worth dealing, hypodermically, shoot up your feeling. Figuratively, speaking of course now, oath and greedy minds, seeking this course now. What we gonna do, eradicate them, shoot them from the gym, they be diseased now. Tash love, are you ready to rock the mic? Q-Tip, are you ready to rock the mic? Most def, are you ready to rock the mic? We got the universal style that you got to like. Ain't nobody stepping up when we got the mic, so turn the AC up cause it's hot tonight. And till I'm right early, boy, we be rocking you on. Don't stop, the body rock. Cause I'm next to flex, and I'm technically advanced to turn you on like cyber ***. So unless they're too ***, I'll blind them T's like Tom and Dobie, with the science that'll leave they brain cells frying slowly. Cause solely I flow with express written consent. From the underground, these niggas coast to coast, I represent. Cause getting bent, I do, but I'm doper than Shurn, plus the way I put it down could burn a part of my big whine. So peace is part of the screening of that last action hero. That be freezing rappers dead in they tracks like Sub-Zero. Cause Rico ain't no joke, I eat your flows and your beat up. Rappers even feel my presence when I'm home with my feet up. You what, you skied up or treed up? Relax and pull the seat up. Make your landlord turn the heat up, got the opposition shook like Tiger Woods about to tear. Son, there is no competition with the clear most definition. MC's screaming down for years, can't rhyme without their mom's permission. You just a youngin' coming out, getting gas to run your mouth. Wilding on the runabout, baby Paul, you coming out. Barking at you on the bout, but son, you know the come about. But most that flow bumpin', you don't nuttin'. Don't you know, me and my crew go huntin'. We keep it on the norm, then we transform something. And while we do it, you bounce to it. The cops wanna stop the body, but don't do it. Dynamite, like Jimmy J.J. Slopped down Penn A somewhere in L.A. Now we got to bump like Voltron. Tattoo the bomb, most shoot the bon-ton. Repeatedly, I must drop on thee. ABS, I bust down facility. TRACT is the MC. It's the LL inside the place B. Are you ready to rock the mic? Are you ready to rock the mic? Are you ready to rock the mic? We got the universe above that you got to like. But ain't nobody stepping up when we got the mic. So turn your AC up, cause it's hot tonight. And to the right, early morn, we'll be rocking you all. Don't stop the body rock. All the people out in Queens, you know you hot. We say, don't stop the body rock. All the people out in Brooklyn, and you know we're hot. I said, don't stop the body rock. Shout in the L line, and you know we'll fly. I said, don't stop the body rock. All the people on the greens, and the land in between. I said, don't stop the body rock. No stopping. Out in Jersey. No stopping. Philadelphia. No stopping. Chi-Town getting down. Detroit, USA. No stopping. And Cali. No stopping. And the great V8. No stopping. I said, no stopping. I said, the Brooklyn town. No stopping. And the boogie down. No stopping. L-I-N, Queens. No stopping. And the C, but then the green. You know we, Lyricist Slam. No stopping. And my man, Ass Jack. No stopping. I said, we never do wack. No stopping. Don't stop the body, don't stop.