Yer... Quasimoto Crew Yo it's the Loop-Digga Looky here It's the return again of the beat fixer Dropping like we on tape at a surrealistic mixers Couldn't comprehend because of ill mystic fixtures Compose a piece of scenery that will leave a picture Rebirth cycle, 360 turnaround, outbound In your ear so you're learning now Body sounds, karma turn-arounds [Got you?] (smoking shhh) like you're bobby brown It's the champion sound, at least half of it Ay yo we champion bound, don't try to laugh at it There ain't no amp in your sound or better yet soul So I'm turning it down... It's Lord Quas laying back like I'm paralyzed The hydro-chronic got me looking like there is a fire in my eyes Trying to find a better way to cook top ramen But there ain't one... but anyway ive still got the munchies I'd make a grilled cheese but there ain't none I guess i'll have sex to get my mind of food and a big bowl of Chex Let me get in the mood before my girl gets mad I keep thinking of food, Taco Bell, Jack In The Box, McDonalds dude I told my girl that she looked like a pear (what?) (I was hungry I didn't mean anything by it) I guess that means no sex? (Yep) Damn!