Just like Leia's fatherYou hit, we hit back harderLike Huss and Steven, I'm not afraid to be a martyrCalifornia sun and skySlip inside a suit and tieChevy rolls up to the house with everbody outsideGonna get down like we did the day beforeFifty more people be waitin' at the doorTeam against team, let's even the scoreIf there's fifty people outside,Then there's room for fifty moreAnd we're movin' all smooth and when we get groovin'We're fresh like salsa and we're fat like jubenYour cranium's cracked from my shaolin attackProtect your neck, Supertones strike backWe want this whole band to be a big love letterSo we play the ska and it makes you feel betterGod's got love for us, so we got love for youIt's your life, so what you wanna do?So come on put a glide in your stride, and a dip in yo hipBest back the heck up, cuz' hip-hop rolls from my lipsI spit when I rap, saliva flies when I singGod gives me gifts, just look at my ringLook less at me and look more to christGrace has saved me and his grace will sufficeSo I jump for Jesus, It's Jesus who frees usLet's get dumb like Beavis, I don't care wo sees usWhen we hop to hip hop John Bell gets ill propsYou know he can rock socksGive out love from his soapboxWith hip-hop nonstop, hippidie, hippidie hopFirst I can rock them socks, then I can knock your blockYou can't stop this, you can't clock thisYou can't dis this, so please don't miss this missA van and a roadmap, keep my life in my backpackComin' through your town, Supertones strike back
