Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes I'd like to welcome all of you Into the secret sessions of the sacred talisman You are here with the three conductors of rhythm Yes, constructors of reality through musical composition Yes, relax and interface as we take you into the next phase Where ya at, where ya at? They keep asking where ya been We been preparing for two thousand and beyond, Pharcyde What's the gripe, clown, turn that hype down You had your chance but wasn't able to advance Now you're stuck in a trance All caught up in our rhythmic avalanches Biting our sound like sandwiches You f**ed up your chances Due to certain circumstances that you could've controlled But had no real substance so under pressure you fold Freak the peak of this lick, ghetto chic over fresh beats Overexposed and cheats with verbal traction like cleats Trying to get skeets, huh Yup, they trying to get mine but I walk that fine line Cause fools carry heat like sunshine Damn! Pharcyde's popping, they hipping and they hopping And it ain't no stopping, repeated shots to they noggin Banging until they jaws is dropping, again [Chorus] When it seems there's no one to trust You can always count on Pharcyde to bust We readjust, com bust from dawn to dusk Leave fly girlie's with a crush, whack rappers on hush Waiting around, it's like a hot day to burn it up With another hot plate, got your neighbors irate Volume way past 8, keep me booming in your system From your residence to your auto, n***as envious Green like an avocado, no beef, only equals cattle Por favor, give you what you want and more At the record store, first letters ph' as in phosphorous Learn to enrich my mind, working on being prosperous A fool with money is quick to part Some things start off sweet and end up tart I speak in the front like a ? When you was expectant it the crew and I connected Keep it collective from first to last Is it banging is the question that they ask