[Intro] Oh yeah, party people Here we go [Verse 1] 2na the smoke-jumper, packin' 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 with 2na the group debater We murder you duplicators [Chorus] 'Cause I'm an aristocrat, ghetto diplomat And I'm blessed with the gift of rap It's like that Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat And I'm blessed with the gift of rap It's like that [Verse 2] They call me Mister Antagonistic, drastic Coming from a place where these cops get their ### kicked The last trick unified was the cornerstone 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 packin' 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 'cause we take it back Like chiropractors ###### actors on wax Make it worse for real MCs who worth your while And so they search for me [Chorus] 'Cause I'm an aristocrat, ghetto diplomat And I'm blessed with the gift of rap It's like that Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat And I'm blessed with the gift of rap It's like that [Bridge] (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 ya know Should I mention that you lost a vital part of your body In competition with the T to the U.N.A; the bread winner Lyrical leg spinner that’s hittin' you dead center [Chorus] Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat And I'm blessed with the gift of rap It's like that Ah, the aristocrat, ghetto diplomat And I'm blessed with the gift of rap It's like that [Outro] Yo, yo It's like that, ya'll It's like that, everybody out there, y'all It's like that My name is 2na Fish, ya'll It's like that And with the Ozomatli 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)
