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Mr. bu-bu back, back in the place So hook up with the groove the fat, fat bass Rougher than rough on the richter scale _______ place a map in hell High way, our way hip-hop hurray Say what for what, what the (ah) you say Old school, so you know I dont play Knock em out the box just like sugar ray You dont like it? so what, I dont care I wanna battle but its not a fair play Ive got million styles, baby, baby Schizophrenic? no! definitely! maybe! You got static, the company tells me Automatic is the key behind the game, see But even if theyd know Id still be the sure shot, master of the ceremony Cmon, cmon whatcha waiting for? Let me know if you want some more! Bomfunk mcs gotta rhyme galore Cmon, cmon whatcha waiting for? Let me know if you want some more! Bomfunk mcs gonna rhyme galore Flow, flow, flowin once again Mr. funky rhyme throwing down so good. its bad! Like a like a like a lake with a deck So now you gots to get with an audio no new chapter You trapped to the track, you want more? Oh, shit! I got you knockin on my door Beam me up, beam me up, beam me up, scottie Or I might get naughty and funk that body Ah! ah! ah! holy hottie Groupies, theyre down with everybody! Cmon, cmon whatcha waiting for? Let me know if you want some more! Bomfunk mcs gotta rhyme galore Cmon, cmon whatcha waiting for? Let me know if you want some more! Bomfunk mcs gotta rhyme galore Im like mad scientist on new territory So never explored there, yeah just read stories Homies surround the rough lyrical-terrorist The b to the o The w is watchin for your bass So I pass the test In any old bad-ass mc contest This is only scratch, so you know we come fresh