[Verse 1]

I'm ready for action, packing provisions of visions

Verbally, every word will be enhanced

With the bass that'll put you in a trance

Some dance, come take a chance

Del won't do you wrong

I've been in the rap game too long to falter

I rock like Gibraltar

Make you kneel to the butt like an altar

We move to prove that this is improved, when you're at-water

Caught em with vibration that soothes your back like massages

Before you can park your car in garages

It'll be just for riders, listening to 'ROCK THE BELLS'

You can barely hear the vocals

Mixing is important, getting the public into chokeholds

Hip hop homo's will do well to know this

It ain't about who's the dopest

It's who gets the fan's focus upon you

when they feel what the song do

I think I'm onto something, when I got my shit pumping

I remember, when they were satisfied with just lyrics

now, if the music 's flat

I can barely stand to hear it

and my rhymes are impeccable and you can't dissect my flow

With music sounding like it's out of tin cans

Just wretch the whole vibe and stride for perfection

Why you think they call this a profession? Hey



[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Can't forget the bass, the bottom got em crawling to the wall man

We got cassettes, CD's and LP's

DJ's for days, whatever you do

Give it your all, cause that's what pays



[Verse 2]

I just love when I can hear the bump pleading to the walls

In the halls, coming from the record stores in the malls

A beat with walls I like that

it bites back and strikes back

At niggaz who are wack, cuz

Back in the day when hip hop was just developing

It was back in the day-aca