[L!Z]: Hello, all you listeners! Yer in for a treat!
I’m tha L!Z, Big Martha’s on thee beat
Music glory, funky story, hunky dory, pump yr stereos
Pour a glass of milk, go dipping with Oreos
You see I’m L!Z, no phonies in here
Cos we kick fresh raps that are truly sincere

[J Wolf]: Slow down yr roll clown
While I give thee low down
NSFTM coming straight from thee Underground
Don’t be curmudgeon’d, were blasting from thee Dungeon
Eating Beaver MC’s like at a luncheon
Breathing, no forcing, life into thee Game
Erasing ‘n’ eradicating those that are lame
Lights, camera, satisfaction, we create action
While you live life as a reaction
To thee lackluster, latest drama
We narrate ‘n’ dictate yr lousy karma
I don’t believe that all is well ‘n’ fine
But thee source of our rhymes is just short of divine
Stop! Rewind! Now Stop! Rehearse!
Check thee locale of our rhyme force
Jack, Liz, Math, ‘n’ don’t forget Josh
When mixing on thee 202, Martha be +Boss+

(It would be unfair at this time to show you anymore of what went on in that laboratory where a man actually dared to play God…)

[MC Math]: Back to 8 track after my summer lull
Return to thee real world ‘n’ find that rap’s still as dull
I guess not every rapper feels thee way we do
But I do so until things improve we’ll have to go thru
$aren’t you being redundant?$ Yeah, but with rap so repugnant
It’s our Dungeon that produces dip worthy of consumption
So until Majors desist ‘n’ cease, Math will persist ‘n’
Increase thee scope of my technique, even if I must resist thee tease
Of thee sick lifestyle MTV is selling to us
& those flashy, phony, fleshy images thee world puts thru us
To stay pure – my brother, it’s hard
No $ellout *:><<< means nothing until yer battle-scarred
Test our pH, come on, it reads a healthy 7.0
That means thee water’s fine so go with our flow
These others are either far too acidic
Quick to burn yr skin but praised by thee critics OR
Their number may be high, but that just means they’re basic
As you increase 2 levels, +100 times yr concentration is wasted+
We’re raw, undiluted, H20 not polluted
Ripoff rappers rep thee old school but their skills are ill-suited
So their MP3s get booted off thee playlists
Greedy Majors fuel this ‘n’ don’t care if RAW exists
Our fans promote ‘n’ gloat ‘n’ vivisect thee so called GOAT
Greatest Of All Time, this must be a joke (I Ain’t No Joke)
As anyone who’s heard Lungless Beavers can attest
No more does pop rap attract now that their ears have been impressed
With a sound that’s uncompromisable
Fronting on that dip – that’s unadvisable