Joints & Jam

Yeah... a chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doom

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

I like the way the rhythm makes me jump and move

It gots the feelin' that makes me wanna do my do

Got me feelin' joy, turn my grey sky blue

And when you hear a cut baby doll I know you

Will feel it huh? Get up on the floor start movin' some

Body parts that got brothers actin' dumb

And they be actin' dumb from the cut that playin'

People break they neck from this demonstration

We about mass appeal, no segregation

Got Black to Asian and Caucasian sayin'...

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

Let your body collide to the rhythm provided

By the mind state affairs classified and make your

Heat up and flare I swear

A serenade, a soul and so beware

And what's happenin' here, seek one to help you

Feelin' a piece of mind, let your spine unwind

Maybe in time you can stop this crime

But until then, yo I'm-a rock a rhyme sayin'...

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam

It's got groove it's got feelin'

(A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom)

It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam

It's got groove it's got meanin'

(A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom)

Got the state's appeal with the joint's that real

I don't need no steel to make my point

Get down and dirty 'cause that's my joint

Ha! We preferably make all points

Through a nation we build off the musical field

Or a visual thrill, we do what we feel

Any time or place, on stage in ya face

Over tea in Earth and outer space

Because we rock that *shit*, we flip that *shit*

Some east coast west coast cosmic *shit*

Some north bound *shit*, some some south bound *shit*

Some overseas London out of town *shit*

Rockin' the joint, rockin' the jams

Turn that shit up, play it again cuz...

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

That's the joint, that's the jam

Turn that shit up, play it again

It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam

It's got groove it's got feelin'

(A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom)

It's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam, it's the jam

It's got groove it's got meanin'

(A chick-a-doom, a chick-a-doom chick-a-doom doom)