That's the joint...
Play it again

I like the way the rhythm makes me jump and move
It gots a feelin that makes me wanna do my do
Got me feelin joy, turn my grey sky blue
And when you hear a cut baby doll I know you
will feel it huh? Get up on the floor start movi' some
Body parts that got brothers actin dumb
And they be actin dumb-D-D-D-D-D-D-DDDDDDDD-DUMB
And they be actin dumb from the cut that's playin
People break they neck from this demonstration
We about mass appeal, no segregation
Got black to asian, and caucausian

That's the joint... 
That's the jam... play it again...

Let your body collide to the rhythm provided
by the mind state affairs, classified to make y'all
heat up and flare, I swear
I serenade the soul and, so beware
And what's happenin here, seek one to help you
Feelin a piece of mind, let your spine unwind
Maybe in time we can stop this crime
But until then, yo I'ma rock a rhyme sayin

That's the joint...

Got some streets appeal with the junk's that real
I don't need no steel to make my point
Get down and dirty cause that's my joint
Ha! Ha! Ha! That's my joint...
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha that's my joint...
We preferably, make our point
Through a nation we build, off the musical field
Or a visual thrill, we do what we feel
Any time or place, on stage in your face
Orbiting in Earth, and outer space

We rock that {*shuh*} we flip that {*shuh*}
Some East coast, West coast, cosmic {*uh*}
Some Borthbound {*shuh*} some some Southbound {*shuh*}
Some overseas London out of town {*uh*}
Rockin the joint, rockin the jams

[record slows down]
Turn that [bad word] up, play it again
Cause that's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that [bad word] ..

That's the joint...