Its a party
P a r t y raping like this
And i don't no why

I've got a plan
I am the music man
You'll never step up to my lightening pace

Other wise a punch in the face
So sweet just like sugar
If you wanna test me

You better not bother
Or you'll cry to you're mother
Then you learn i am so sick on the mic

I am a raver ain't no criminal
I am so incredible
My name is scooba

I am a spectacle
This is a dancing festival
I'll put you in the hospital

Then you live life like a vegetable
Beat you down so you're tasting dirt
Cover in blood that will stain you're shirt

Oh $%&^x now you want pay back
Man don't play back
Use you're head just like the wise men

So you dont't get $#&@ed up again
I made this comment
I've got more rhymes then fifty cent

Hotter than fire
I'll cover you with ice
Notorious like snoopdog

Dressed in black i am a liracle god
My djs passion like kanya west
You better pack you're bags

And $%&^x off home
Scooba mc is on the micro phone