Hackapella Say What Up

(poetry)

two thousand and ten

WHEN YA GET SO ZEN?

comin' atcha from the west end

the best end

I got the bass all up in this place

time and space now, flava gonna set the pace ("yee bwoi!")

so don't waste

cuz it's time to get wicked

don't disrispic' it ("yee bro!")

just because I kick it

faster than I wrick it ("bro!")

my licks are slicker than rickets on ya kickers in winter

can I get a witness?

some say I'm slack and I just gownst kick back like a fat jack at macca's

but I attack, faster than a cheetah

cuz I'm neater and streeter and the beats keep gettin' beater

("Yee bwoi!")

I'm phat like triglycerides

rock and cholesterol

packin' the action I'm fatal attraction

these bitches don't be advertisin'

so if ya see DJ Hackapella on the mic

ask what it's like it's like she getting hyped tonight

cuz if ya strike it ain't for ya good health

but she won't strike if you just

treat animals kindly and invite her to things she likes to do on the weekends

("yee bwoi!")