3000

3000! 3000! I crank up lyrical flows, spit spats, what's that? The pattern records, don't touch the dats, yo Check out the pro skills, medic fulfills Contact react to style, I'm back, you lack Channels and handles, automator's on the panels Turnin' knobs, you slobs suckers like baskin' robs Carvel don't tell, your whole crew is ice cream fudge Rappers that budge, makin' moves, step in grooves And ride the pace like at 33 dark shades, now you seein' me Rap moves on to the year 3000 3000! 3000! 3000! Let me shuffle, red, red, red, see the black heart it ain't hard Pick and choose, you lose, oops, you lost Check out the boss on Broadway down to walkways Suckers with mics that end up with tooth decay I, the doctor, stop ya, in your world, rock ya Heads bop, forever tunes and they won't stop like hip-hop keeps growing Sick of, sick of showing Scratches in mattress business money reattaches worldwide Deep inside stops the diamond rocks In a million world, billion world, quadrillion world Rap moves on to the year 3000 3000! 3000! 3000! 3000! As space, I've shown participator acts walk up, clog up and mess up Water down the sound, that comes from the ghetto In the middle, the core you tour explore Experience what is real, you feel, changing ways Commercial rap's in the grave, stuff on disc that's very wack that you saved You think it's good, won't go platinum or even turn wood Sell the cassette, your homey's tape deck gets wet You my pet, my poodle chicken noodle's on the rise Open your eyes and see my life Rap moves on to the year 3000! 3000! 3000! 3000! 3000!