Artist: J Dilla f/ Diz Gibran Album: Jay Stay Paid Song: Make It Fast (Unadulterated Mix) Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash "Yo what's the station jammin for you baby?" "Hannibal?" "Yeah she talks fast, ROOF ROOF ROOF" {*laughter*} "One oh five point {*censored*}" "Song number six" {"Make it fast!"} {*8X*} Uhh... Uhh... {"aww!"} {"Make it fast!"} {*8X*} {"Aww!"} "Jay Dee in the studio with continuous music" [Diz Gibran] {"Hey kids, rock and roll"} {"Rock on, soothes my soul"} Rock on Yeah {"Hey kids, boogey to, the DJ"} Dizzy~! {"Hey, shout, summertime blues"} {"Jump up and down in my blue suede shoes"} Dilla~! {"Hey kids, rock and roll, rock on"} Yeah And I shall, name Diz I'm at the top of the pile And like a new sensation I'm the talk of the town Just admirin the ladies out walkin around And first I, line 'em up and then I'm knockin 'em down Now I can stand out and hand out remarkable style Or I can just, blend in like I'm part of the crowd Got my family and friends all watchin me proud Colorful, personality but far from a clown I might hit the spot and bop a bit, meet a broad, pop some shit But game's to be sold I was told, so I auction it No bargainin, this session is stone that rolls out of the way and my direction is known I throw it out, they go and catch it like they fetchin a bone Swear this shit is so easy that no effort is shown On a road less travelled so I step it alone Out to collect, what I'm owed then go rest in my throne Gibran motherfuckers, yeah I'm starvin like a muh'fucker Keep gettin larger 'til I'm chargin like a muh'fucker Ain't another brother closer to winnin it When I see somethin I want then I go get it Lookin for that... {"Blue jean, baby queen"} {"Prettiest girl I ever seen"} {"See her shake on the movie screen"} {"Hey kids, rock and roll"} {"Rock on, soothes my soul"} Rock on {"Hey kids, boogey to, the DJ"} Hey! {"Hey, shout, summertime blues"} {"Jump up and down in my blue suede shoes"} {"Hey kids, rock and roll, rock on"} Rock on, uhh [Diz Gibran] And I will, name's Dizzy, also known as Khalil Sure to bubble like a soda 'til I'm over the hill Steady holdin my composure my persona is chill Drink some Coronas, think I'm gonna throw some coal on the grill Just enjoyin good times like bologna and milk Keep flowin them good rhymes, someone throw him a deal Rehearsal is universal, got a global appeal And with so much, fake shit you gotta notice the real It's disco, heir apparent, think it isn't when it is though Get the party rockin keep it poppin 'til the shit's closed I get those, respectable ladies, also the nymphos Probably wanna ride, where you from? Call out a zip code I expose and pull out, they put out and get low Dinner, maybe a bit mo', that's about it though~! No pillow talk, no commitment, no info No data, no "Family Matters" or Carl Winslow Just a little timid or frigid until we get close But back at the crib all that shit goes out the window Might call or not at all, all depends though But be cool, we can stay friends though I'm lookin for that {"Blue jean, baby queen"} {"Prettiest girl I ever seen"} {"See her shake on the movie screen"} [Outro] New message, Friday, 11:36 PM "Whattup though? I was just callin to see if there was gon' be a party tonight Just in case, you didn't get my MESS-age I was tryin to go deep throat" Crazy, chopped up, unadulterated Hehehehe, y'knahmsayin? There's so many words to describe Dilla man that we can't even put 'em in the dictionary Because they're just, new words that you create Y'knahmsayin? Like Astronomical-nomical-nomical Astronomical's in the dictiory but not that astronomical-nomical-nomical That's J Dilla man, y'knahmsayin? Put a lot of extra... Let's get into it right, about... {*abruptly ends*}