Jam!

Now you be thinking that you bad until you step into my cypher
The doc' who shot ya, hip hop for lifer
The geek from the creek, double steeze, chill, freeze
Your wackness please, get these N-U-Ts
At ease with the keys, V and P, Siamese
Cats in all black, Shaq' attack you get smacked
We reside worldwide in the minds of the warriors
Send her victorious, happy and glorious

So they can't come bar with us, we're notorious
For always delivering like couriers
Ain't no need for you to track the package
If you got that spark or passion, take the floor with us
Cause most rapper's either wack or average
And ain't nobody making tracks for the real dancers
B-boys, b-girls in the place to be
It's time to get down, it's the V and P

Ro-po-pom-pom, b-boys from Brum
Bursting through slums banging like a bass drum
Gamma rays equipped, double bi vocal watcher
Author, impostor, tell 'em who shot ya
Prime time topper, one chief rocker
Power move popper, pardon your honour
You'll never know the half, trained till the last gasp
And now it's show time so the loot's all mine

Jam!
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Jam!
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Get on down, get, get, get
Get on down, get down
Jam!
Come on now, get down
Jam!
Get on down, get, get, get
Get on down, get, get, get
Get on down, get down
Jam!

B-boys
B-girls
Be like water my friend
Be water my friend
Party people in the place to be
Get on down, get up on your feet
Show time and you feel the beat
We live and you know, it's a

Jam!
Come on now, get down
Jam!
Get on down, get, get, get
Get on down, get, get, get
Get on down, get down
Jam!
Come on now, get down
Jam!
Get on down, get, get, get
Get on down, get, get, get
Get on down, it's a
Jam!