Lyrics

[Part I: Episode XLIV] [?] [Part II: Raw Addict] [Intro: The Delfonics] "Ready or not— ready or not— Here I come— here I— Ready or not, here I come, you can't hide Gonna find you and—" [Chorus: Lootpack] "Flip it up rip it up to raw addict, yeah" "Flip it up rip it up to raw addict, yeah" "Flip it up rip it up to raw addict, yeah Crate diggin'— crate diggin'— Crate diggin' for the static when I mad beat shop" [Verse 1: Madlib] A mister master don, hit you appaloosa structures One-oh-one, like we up on some [?] (How you do?) I eat, sleep, and drink vinyl I'll probably be this way until the final (Days, nowadays) It's getting hard to find the fat plastic But I got my stacks, in case it gets drastic We kickin', next shit, true heads Cruise with the beats and flows, styles shed A.K.A. the Tascam Villain Hide in the ceiling, imma duh, thee thrillin' Original sound always come automatic When you're dealing with the raw addict [Chorus: Lootpack] "Flip it up rip it up to raw addict, yeah" "Flip it up rip it up to raw addict, yeah" "Flip it up rip it up to raw addict, yeah Crate diggin' for the static— crate diggin'— Crate diggin' for the static when I mad beat shop" [Verse 2: Madlib] I keep my shit raw when I release the static Even when I was young, I was a record addict Collected loops on main street to eight Melrose, searching for the fat blue plates Me and DJ Romes always hit mad spots Catch the record high, space out like astronauts Only a few percent know what I'm talkin' about Every place we go catch me up in the record store But when I'm out, I'm bout to dissect For example, I chop loose like hackers And smoke green up in the bay, 'cause we loot packers Always stay away from the whack beat jackers Unoriginal clone mentality Niggas keep it right or that'll be The day when we switch up Or change the pitch up [Chorus: Lootpack] "Flip it up rip it up to raw addict, yeah" "Flip it up rip it up to raw addict, yeah" "Flip it up rip it up to raw addict, yeah Take 'em out"