verse one: Mad Skillz. . It's time to bring it down, don't front on the sound. Check your thunderpound, it be Skillz blowing up from the underground. Now, don't waste your time and try to taste mine.
Yo it's the weekend, time for freakin, no doubt. Hit the mall, get a hookup, night falls and I'm out. Pick up my man (whattup hobbes? ) from around my block.