Whenimondamic
Lootpack Lyrics

Ha Ha Ha Hah, yes yes
The song begins with laughter and an enthusiastic 'yes' in a playful, lighthearted tone.

Return of the b-boy style
The artist announces a return to the classic hip-hop style that originated with breakdancing and B-boys.

Props to all the b-boys and b-girls in da house
The artist gives recognition and respect to those who participate in breaking and hip-hop culture.

"'Cause when I'm on the mic I like to speak freely"
The artist values the freedom of expression that comes with rapping and emphasizes it as a core aspect of their style.

I got the vibe, check 1, 2 check 1, 2, 3
The artist feels a strong sense of rhythm and energy and begins to showcase their rap skills.

Wild with the style, check 1, 2 check 1, 2, 3
The artist boastfully displays their unique and unrestrained rapping style.

Does Jack wreck the rhyme? Hell yeah
The artist declares their rap proficiency and confidently states that they do indeed dominate when rapping.

Yo, as easy as it may seem MC'ing is not a capa-
The artist begins a verse by acknowledging the difficulty of mastering the craft of rapping.

Bility for most to possess, you gotta catch up,
The artist notes that rapping is not a skill that comes naturally, but rather one that requires hard work and dedication to develop.

Take the time to create, construct demonstrate
The artist emphasizes the importance of creativity and originality in developing a unique rapping style.

Set wack MC's straight, drinkin' a V8
The artist aims to call out other rappers who lack skill and talent, while also playfully referencing the popular V8 juice brand.

I'm like a baseball player on track, got on steel cleats
The artist describes themselves as ready to compete and dominate in the rap game, similar to a baseball player with the traction of steel cleats on a track field.

I represent the conscience styles until it hits the streets
The artist prides themselves on rapping with integrity and authenticity, staying true to their values even when their music goes mainstream.

My backbone attack wack poems, got mad rap tones
The artist boasts about their penchant for attacking weak lyrics with strong and angry rapping techniques.

I destroy fake Madlib beats and Crackerjack poems (Ha-Ha)
The artist derisively targets lazy or cheap sounding beats and lyrics with their rap skills, humorously referencing Madlib, a producer they had worked with previously, and Crackerjack, a popular popcorn brand.

It's time for lunch already, yes past lunch
The artist switches gears and makes a playful quip about the time of day.

I eat MC's like Captain Crunch, I attack and then punch
The artist continues the food analogy, boasting about their ability to take down weak rappers with ease.

Rap in such different styles that's unlike yours
The artist prides themselves on having a unique and diverse rapping style that sets them apart from others.

Wack MC's, I'll point you out and point out all of your flaws
The artist continues to deride weak rappers, using their rapping skills to call out their faults and inadequacies.

All of your jaws get broken, styles no jokin'
The artist promises to take down weak rappers and make serious inroads into their careers, signaling the seriousness with which they approach their craft.

Battling straight up battling is what I'm provokin'
The artist declares their intention to engage in rap battles and compete against other rappers head to head.

But I'll die before these wack MC's infect thee
The artist implores others to take the art of rapping seriously, warning against letting the music become diluted by weak or lazy contributions.

Hip Hop industry to the point I cannot breathe
The artist laments the direction that the hip-hop industry seems to be heading in, decrying the prevalence of mediocre rappers and lack of diversity and originality in the music.

But if Wildstyle dies before Wild Child wakes
The artist takes on a somber and reflective tone as they imagine the loss of their unique style and identity.

I pray to God to step down and take out all them fake
The artist issues a powerful plea to a higher power, asking for divine intervention to eradicate fake and insincere contributions to the hip-hop industry.

MC's, pretty please
The artist ends the verse with a half-playful but also sincere request for weaker rappers to step aside and let more talented and authentic ones take their place.

[Chorus]
The song's catchy and upbeat chorus serves to highlight the artist's rapping skill and style, and is repeated multiple times throughout the track.

Down with the Liks, Jump straight from the bass onto the kicks
The artist references The Alkaholiks, another hip-hop group they were associated with, and boasts about their skill in transitioning between different types of beats.

Non-freestylin' MC's fall straight down in the pits
The artist derides those who are not skilled at freestyling and suggests that their rapping abilities are weak and unimpressive.

My name be Jack, spontaneous freestylist when I catch wreck
The artist introduces themselves as Jack and notes their prowess at improvisational rapping or freestyling.

Brothers bite me so hard saying my rhymes I ain't even wrote yet
The artist boasts about their natural talent and the ease with which they create rhymes, sometimes to the extent that others might try to copy their style.

So I take it to the max, take out Fake-Funkin' Jacks
The artist recommits themselves to producing high-quality, original music and promises to eliminate any copycats or wannabes.

Get to the point as I rock over Madlib bumpin' tracks
The artist continues to cultivate their unique, expressive style while rapping over beats produced by Madlib.

"You used to get busy at open mics?" Nah, I still do
The artist denies the assumption that they may have lost touch with their creative roots or lost the enthusiasm to participate in more grassroots, community-oriented music events.

I kill crews, lyrically, spiritually, yo I will do
The artist doubles down on their reputation for mastering the art of rapping and beating out other, lesser-skilled performers in competitive music settings.

Anything it takes to bring b-boy style back
The artist declares their commitment to restoring the classic, energetic and breakdancing-inspired style of hip-hop that they feel has begun to fade away.

And the thanks for you to make ya say my rhyme style's phat
The artist acknowledges that their hard work and dedication to perfecting their craft has paid off, earning them recognition and praise for their unique and enviable skills.

But I'll die before these wack MC's infect these
The artist once again urges others to take the art of rapping seriously and avoid placing too much emphasis on those who lack real talent or skill.

Hip Hop industry to the point I cannot breathe
The artist bemoans the lack of quality and originality in the hip-hop industry, feeling stifled by the sheer volume of mediocre contributions flooding the market.

But if Wildstyle dies before Wild Child wakes
The artist once again reflects on the potential loss of their unique identity and style, should it ever be threatened or disappear.

I pray to God to step down and take out all them fake
The artist reiterates their call for intervention by a higher power in eradicating fake or insincere contributions to hip-hop music.

MC's, pretty please
The song ends with the same playful, half-sincere request for weaker rappers to bow out and make room for more talented ones to flourish.