(Thank you, thank you, and for my latest basket of cherries, here it
  goes, baby!)
  Mess up my mind, mess up my mind, mess up my mind wit the eye patch
  Mess up my mind, mess up my mind, mess up my mind wit the eye patch
  Mess up my mind, mess up my mind, mess up my mind wit the eye patch
  (Everything I do's gonna be fine)
  
  POS:
  Channeling in sync so my would bring (WHAT!)
  Wit dat, causin' all fat I'm responsible for ya diet
  (Keep it quiet!)
  Yo I got beats. State this stitch on my national fabric
  My daughter will speak the arabic that's how I lift
  Levitate to my nation when holding up your nickels
  I pie like crumble so I Don like Rickles
  Like green on the pickle
  My papes are the up master of the cabbage patch
  
  DOVE:
  Ya eyes got the latch
  
  POS:
  So catch the cut, I hold the rut
  For the people's reminder when in Maseo Path
  I be the finder of the patch
  
  DOVE:
  Can the cat's tongue slip, ya do the 'da dip'
  Take the horse into the jolly ranch
  Keep the hush
  The good, the bad, and Uncle Tom, beat it kid
  (Whoaaaa....!)
  Do doo doo do do do do do
  Show the sheep cause I found the food
  When I string the man wit the eye patch
  The eye patch
  When I'm walkin' it and could ya make it go sha na na na
  (Mmmmmmm)
  
  POS:
  It sniffs good
  Punks show disguises when I'm standing in the wood
  I be the in 'cause the brother holdin' glocks is out
  I be the in 'cause the pusher runnin' blocks is out
  I be the in 'cause the kid smokin' weed,
  Shootin' seed which leads to a girl's stomach
  Being 'bout a half a ton is out
  Show the finger print
  And give me good grief for my lumber
  Pants will sag 'cause I'm licensed as a plumber
  Feel the Plug
  (Yo, something's wrong here)
  Now give a shout
  
  DOVE: Yo what's up, I'd like to give a holler to Big 7 off in the
  Oakenone!
  POS: And I bring an income in to my baby girl Twyla in White Plains and
  all my peoples out in Delaware.
  MASE: Yeah yeah yeah, and I like to give a shout out to all those
  rappers who dissed us on records, and I wanna
  let you know you're still wack.
  And oh yeah, I ain't mentioned no names 'cause you might f...
  
  (All right. I'm sorry, I didn't know you were going back to that)
  (Ecoutez. Ecoutez.)