I think much like another song “Anti-Matter” (that's also on the same album as this song), this one is also is inspired by a horrifying van crash the band experienced on Nov 3, 2022. This, much like the other track, sounds like it's an extension what they shared while huddled in the wreckage, as they helped frontman Garrett Russell stem the bleeding from his head wound while he was under the temporary effects of a concussion. The track speaks of where the mind goes at the most desperate & desolate of times, when it just about slips away to all but disconnect itself, and the aftermath.
Oh yeah, party people
Here we go
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party bing, 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)
Here we go
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party people, rocks the house
Party bing, 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)
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Just listening for the 784,654th time....and it's just perfect in every way. Just incredible. The only reason it was remade was to scoop up a boatload of money from a more modern and accepting audience. But it is a completely different song than the other one that sounds slapped together in a few takes without a thought for the meaning.
This song captivates me still, after 50+ years. Takes me to the deep South and the poverty of some who lived thru truly hard times. And the powerful spirit of a poor young girl being abandoned to her future with only a red dress and her wits to keep her alive.
She not only stayed alive, she turned her hard beginnings around, became self sufficient, successful and someone with respect for herself. She didn't let the naysayers and judgers stop her. She's the one sitting in the drivers seat at the end.
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I don't listen to much of this group, but I have heard this song from THPS3 (Tony Hawk's Pro Skater). It's really along the lines of expressing who the TRUE rapper's are. Very similar to Who the Hell? by the Wiseguys.
this from the band that released an album on 9/11/01 to make a statement. great band, very good lyrics. great song to skate to!
And like some 1 said this is on Tony Hawk 3.
hahahaha, Snoop Dogg a talented rapper? HAHAHAHAHAHA
oh man, that was good.
I just hope that "Green Day rules oya" comes back to this page one day and realises how stupid that sounds
"we take it back, like chiropractors"
...genius.
hey, big fan of this song. The brass gives it a 'Sesame Street' vibe. Does anyone know all the notes? It's harmonized real nicely. If someone could message me the notes i'd be forever grateful!
Green Day rules oya : Obviously you have never listened to anything else by these guys. Ozomatli is the band, dipshit, not the single rapper. As for rap not being hard, let's see you try it.
Personally I think Ozomatli is a bit of a douchebag...and Cut Chemist Suite is an odd song. Gift for rap? Rap is the only type of music, I think, you DON"T have to be gifted to sing. Don't get me wrong. I like some rap, like Snoop Dogg. Other than that, I really like the tune, just not the lyrics so much.
your fuckin retarted, ozomatli is like an 8 member band. his lyrical talent far surpases snoop dogg, and anyother gay ass faggot rapper you probably listen to. pussy