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Hip Hop Forever II
01. Ice Cream
02. Danger
03. Bucktown
04. How Many Emcee's Must Get Dissed? (Bushwick Jeep mix)
05. Mood Swing
06. Square One
07. Braggin' Writes
08. Interlude
09. Times Up
10. Made You Look
11. Buck Em Down (Da Beatminerz remix)
12. M.I.A.
13. This Is the Way They Meant
14. The Official
15. Words I Manifest
16. You Can't Stop the Prophet (Pete Rock remix)
17. Electric Relaxation
18. Flawless
19. Party Up
20. Watch Out Now
21. Drop
22. How I Could Just Kill a Man
23. Live at the Barbeque
Uh uh, uh, uh
Yeah, let's party up y'all
Wildchild Funkin', got Vinnie and Mohik up in this
Let's do this

Party up, everybody get up and party up
Rock that party up, come on
Rock that party up, gonna rock that party up
That party up

What up y'all? Wildchild came to speak out a poem
In case you didn't know, take you to a land where speakers get blown
Ayo Ronz, where's Madlib? You think he's making beats up at home?

Let me come out and straight up freaking alone
I like to attack the wack with Jack and make y'all clap
With those who rap, if you feel me let me just take y'all back
Before searching for a deal, it was strictly for feel
Gathered every weekend night to spit out rhymes and chill
Form up the local club (What up?) and get in for a bill
Witness girls up rocking and DJs playing at will
I know hip-hop's really grown so has the fashion appeal

When it revolves around the money but when it used to be skill
Like where the beatbox at? Hold the track, let's tag the walls black

Girls up rocking with brothers but looking all that
Used to get in trouble, writing rhymes, class in this hall stacked
On to the obvious, witness negative eye contact
An unknown from the club dressed up in all black
Had the nerve to turn on this box like
"Let's battle right here in the hall, Jack"
I was with it, caught by my guards when I spit it
Off the top of the dome, found out my man was a clone
These were some things we used to get into

Having five different names now with different crews
But this millennium is here, let's approach it with no fear
Let's unite, start with tonight, party it up like yeah

Rock to the beat (That party up)
Doing it to get your optics deep (That party up)
Doing it to make your booty peep (That party up)
Hoping that you're always
How we get down and get wild
Party up, everybody get up and party up
Everybody get wild
Rock that party up, gonna rock that party up
That party up

That's right y'all, Jack is back up in the spot
Feeling it down to your socks, turn it up if you wanna
But just beware 'cause the latter's a skit, the latter we gonna rock
Make it short this time around, your
Mom and your pops all up in the jam
Wildchild rocking it y'all, Jack be the raw up in this
Come get on down with us, hometown home run hitters

No matter how higher the temperature gets, we keeping you moving
Elevating you, making you take in a hit
Of this 'til you're getting this thick
Cats on the floor simultaneous and all
Combine force, yell out for the DJ, play it is final and all
As long as it takes to keep on attacking the fake

Try to rhyme, getting out alive when the
Track smacks you back up in your place
Realize Madlib did it
Put your torches and find out it's already
Blazing, that's that cat Jack who lit it
Critics chatting correctly political with it
F y'all, we gonna rock it regardless
Can't get cynical with it, come on

Rock to the beat (That party up)
Doing it to get your optics deep (That party up)
Doing it to make your booty peep (That party up)
Hoping that you're always
How we get down and get wild
Party up, everybody get up and party up
Everybody get wild
Rock that party up, gonna rock that party up
That party up

As far as I'm concerned, whenever this burns
Any cassette deck, turntable or CD, hoping that you will learn
This culture's like a land of vultures (Do it up)

You hit it, resurrect it to when it was respected (Let's live it up)
Let's live life to the fullest
As long as I'm breathing this carbon dioxide
Jack will become the coolest cat you'll
Ever know (What you been doing?)
Creating them joints for y'all to nibble

Make your neck disconnect from your spinal joint and start to swivel
More of a lyricist liberal
Asking why people's put in a position to
Battle those who be acting mad political

When confronted they straight deny it

That buzz what you feel should get taken
From those who support the real and buy it
Makes me wanna riot
I tell others, use your voice wisely and focus on how you apply it
As for me, point me where the Bacardi at
And keep the beat bumping so I can yell out
"This is where the after party's at"

Rock to the beat (That party up)
Doing it to get your optics deep (That party up)
Doing it to make your booty peep (That party up)
Hoping that you're always
How we get down and get wild
Party up, everybody get up and party up
Everybody get wild
Rock that party up, gonna rock that party up
That party up

Vinnie, it's the party up
It's the party up, it's the party up, it's the party up

Another Madlib invasion
Wildchild Funkin' for this millennium and more

Vinnie and Mohik
2002, 2003
This is how we do it y'all
Uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh

There it is, there it is
Nothing's more lovely than the voice of Vinnie and Mohik up in here
More Madlib invasion beat than the maddest beat I ever heard
Rock rock y'all, beat y'all
Freak freak y'all, keep it on that
Keep it moving that

Yeah, party up now
Party up come on, party up yeah
Rock, rock, rock on that