For years I have been waiting and hesitating to make a rap record

That had the pace of a slow song, quiet storm, chillin while the fire is warm

You and your girl, with this record on your radio or stereo, I don't know

I love you so is what you'll be sayin, while this record's playin

You reminiscing and kissin your girl

Relax, lay back, unwind, cause now is time to chill



Setting the mood, by the use of this groove

Is an ingenious, perceptive, brilliant, a very clever move

Because the bassline, combined with the fresh rhyme at a slow tempo enticed passion to grow

But if it's not passion, for which you search then use the song as a massage after a hard day's work

And if it's true that music calms the savage beast

Play this cut in the jungle and put the lions to sleep

Take a deep breath, stretch, kick off your footwear

Put on the tape of this record, but beware

Caution, warning, it's your decision

There's nothin stronger that you can buy, without prescription

It's soothing, somewhat hypnotic

A rhythmic anaesthetic it's practically a narcotic

You want it we got it come get it we're widdit

Because it's all at the push of a button yo Jeff hit it



The objective of this musical extravaganza is to enlighten you stanza by stanza

Verse after verse have been precisely arranged

Rearranged and then changed until the best remained

The result being this incredible song

So for at least eight hours a day you'll have this record on

In the morning and at night in your room

And it's all through the afternoon you will be listening mentally rapped up in the cut

Some people will sit down and some will choose to get up

But whatever you choose just keep your ear to the wax

Because we got something def that other rapp