Cut Chemist Suite
Ozomatli Lyrics
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Here we go
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Ya'll want some more?
Ya'll want some more?
Ya'll want some more?!?
Let me hear ya say 'yeah'!
(Yeah!)
Let me hear ya say 'hell yeah'!
(Hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah, hell yeah)
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the hou-hou-hou-hou-house
2NA the smoke-jumper, packing my oral cannon
Bustin from Okinawa, Japan to Laurel Canyon
Swallow flows, we turning like plush tires
Mellow intros lyrics be burning like brush fires
Spreading vocal leprosy, using discrepancy
Lyric weaponry lessens your chances of testing me
Stop and freeze, MCs, I block atrocities
True philosophies from the lips of black Socrates
The pocket-penciler in your peninsula
Killing Dracula MCs who bit from my vernacular
I can back it. The ill scene we occupy
No lullaby, got you high, when I rock a fly
Verse, for my people, let me breath slow
Give a heave-ho, and stimulate your cerebral
System, Cut Chemist grip the fader
2NA the group debater
We murder you duplicators
'Cause I'm an aristocrat, ghetto diplomat
And I'm blessed with the gift of rap
It's like that
(Rocks the house)
(Rock rock rock rocks the house)
Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat
And I'm blessed with the gift of rap
It's like that
(Rocks the house)
(Rock rock rock rocks the house)
They call me Mister Antagonistic, drastic
Coming from a place where these cops get their ass kicked
The last trick unified was the cornerstone
But now a lyric pistol to the dome is how we warn a clone
Born alone, the strength of god makes my mission higher
They found a liar dead, strung up with fishing wire
The mystifier packing vocal artillery
Making lovely word connections like Chuck Woolery
The cool in me, I'll make your block turn on one rhyme
Electrifying like some nocturnal sunshine
The planetary pioneer and his mixer
(Cut Chemist), Chali 2NA spitting scriptures
Painting pictures
Even sisters adapt cuz we take it back
Like chiropractors fuckin' actors on wax
Make worse for real MC's who worth your while
So they search for me
The aristocrat, ghetto diplomat
And I'm blessed with the gift of rap
It's like that
(Rocks the house)
(Rock rock rock rocks the house)
Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat
And I'm blessed with the gift of rap
It's like that
(Rocks the house)
(Rock rock rock rocks the house)
(Should I let)
(Should I let)
(Should I)
(Should I)
(Should I) ha, ha, ha
(Should I let) one, two
(Should I let)
(Should I let) one, two
(Should I)
(Should I let) check it
Should I let yah
Know
Should I mention that you lost a vital part of your body
Your competition with the T to the U, N-Ah
The phrase bender
Lyrical lead spinner that's hittin' you dead center
The aristocrat, ghetto diplomat
And I'm blessed with the gift of rap
It's like that
(Rocks the house)
(Rock rock rock rocks the house)
Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat
And I'm blessed with the gift of rap
It's like that
(Rocks the house)
(Rock rock rock rocks the house)
Yo, yo
It's like that, ya'll
It's like that, everybody ?
It's like that
My name is 2NA Fish, ya'll
It's like that
?
It's like that, ya'll
Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat
And I'm blessed with the gift of rap
It's like that
Crowd applause
Hey, ya'll gotta excuse me, man
I'm sick as hell
(He just sick in the head, that's all)
(Just sick in the head)
The song "Cut Chemist Suite" by Ozomatli is a hip-hop track that delivers a high-energy message about the power of music to unite and energize people. The song features a repetitive chorus, "Party people rocks the house," which sets the tone for the up-tempo beat that follows. The verses are shared by multiple rappers, including 2NA and Cut Chemist, and deliver lyrics that focus on the power of the spoken word and the ability of music to bring people together.
2NA's verse starts with the line, "2NA the smoke-jumper, packing my oral cannon" and sets the tone for his clever wordplay and confident delivery. The verse talks about spreading vocal leprosy using discrepancy, which is a skillful reference to his ability to use language to infect and inspire others. Cut Chemist delivers his own verse, which is more focused on the power of the DJ to put together a great set that will keep the party going all night long. The song builds to a fever pitch, with multiple voices joining together to repeat the chorus and deliver a message of unity and energy.
Overall, "Cut Chemist Suite" is a song that celebrates the power of music and the people who make it. The song speaks to the power of hip-hop to inspire and energize people, and it's a great example of the genre at its most dynamic and creative.
Line by Line Meaning
Party people, rocks the house
The audience is full of energy and enjoying the performance
Ya'll want some more?
Asking the audience if they want more of the performance
Let me hear ya say 'yeah'!
Requesting the audience to show their enthusiasm by saying 'yeah'
Party bing, rocks the house
The party atmosphere is causing people to have a great time
2NA the smoke-jumper, packing my oral cannon
The rapper is comparing his rhyming skills to a firefighting smoke-jumper who uses his skills to put out a fire
Bustin from Okinawa, Japan to Laurel Canyon
The rapper is comparing the range of his music globally, from Japan to a famous music housing area in California
Spreading vocal leprosy, using discrepancy
The rapper is metaphorically spreading and infecting others with his powerful vocals
Stop and freeze, MCs, I block atrocities
The rapper is telling other MCs to stop copying his style and that he can block them content-wise
True philosophies from the lips of black Socrates
The rapper is comparing his knowledge and wisdom to that of the ancient philosopher Socrates
I can back it.
The rapper is confident in his abilities and can prove it
Verse, for my people, let me breath slow
The rapper is slowing down so he can properly deliver the second verse to his fans
Make worse for real MC's who worth your while
The rapper believes that he is raising the bar for true MCs that are worth listening to
Should I let yah
Know
The rapper is teasing his audience, asking if they want to know some secret or revealing information
The aristocrat, ghetto diplomat
And I'm blessed with the gift of rap
The rapper is saying that he has class, behaves like a dignitary, and has an inherent talent for rapping
Hey, ya'll gotta excuse me, man
I'm sick as hell
The rapper is apologizing for his performance being less than perfect due to him being sick
(He just sick in the head, that's all)
This is a playful retort to the previous line, saying that he is still good because he is sick in the head
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Willy Abers, Darryll Le Roy Barksdale, Ulises Bella, Freddie Harper Byrd, Pablo Castorena, Jose Espinoza, William J. Marrufo, William Mcfadden, Shawn L. (mc Shan) Moltke, Alfredo Ortiz, Raul Pacheco, Justin B. Poree, Bobby Robinson, Asdrubal Sierra, Charl
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