And it's like bam!

Cause the beats is so fresh

It's like I'm rippin apart the rest

But they try never the less

It's like everybody wants a piece

Of the big apple pie

But they haven't the heart

It's like do or die

You've got have the shit

Never let them make you quit

Rule number one is that you're

Not to give a shit

About every damn body that

Now wants to cut you down

Even though you're broke and

Still livin in funky town

And free shit is cool no

Don't try to get me wrong

Just for kickin another lyric

Over 28 metal songs

You see I got the best damn job

In whole damn world

Props go out to jackson dee

Mad props go out to my girl

You might want to step the fuck back

Or just try to fake the funk

And make me attack

You vocally snikt snikt

I'm like wolverine

Cut you deeperthan a fuckin guillotine

It's just like a bad dream

Time to get with the program

No glam, no glitz

Check this shit fuck the counterfeits

They want hits

That shits me so please quit

Do I have to make you submit

No you don't want that shit

28 and the system

Beats so heavy you know you can't lift em

Everybody's feelin laid back another

Track from the system of the

Pound and the crew with mad sounds

How long have you waited for us to kick it

Like this the big beats is mad fun

And that's what it is and here we go, go

We got a system where the kids say go

And then we rock em, not with rocks

But with blocks of guitars and mad cuts

Jedi master jay watch the kid

Rip it up cross faderdarth vader

Watch him bring it on cold rock

The decks in effect and I'm like

Qui-gon-jinn rock the mic

Get psyched, deadly like a saber

Feel the force from the source

Cause his no imitator

28 and the system

Beats so heavy you know you can't lift em