Here it is
  BAMMM
  And you say Goddamn
  This is the dope jam
  But lets define the term called dope
  And you think it mean funky now no
  Here is a true tale
  Of the ones that deal
  Are the ones that fail
  Yeah
  You can move if you wanna move
  What it prove
  It's here like the groove
  The problem is this we gotta' fix it
  Check out the justice and how they run it
  Sellin', smellin'
  Sniffin', riffin'
  And brothers try to get swift an'
  Sell to their own, rob a home
  While some shrivel to bone
  Like comatose walkin' around
  Please don't confuse this with the sound
  I'm talking about...BASS
    I put this together to...
  Rock the bells of those that
  Boost the dose
  Of lack a lack
  And those that sell to Black
  Shame on a brother when he dealin'
  The same block where my 98 be wheelin'
  And everybody know
  Another kilo
  From a corner from a brother to keep another -
  Below
  Stop illin' and killin'
  Stop grillin'
  Yo, black, yo (we are willin')
  4, 5 o'clock in the mornin'
  Wait a minute y'all
  The fiends are fiendin'
  Day to day they say no other way
  This stuff...
  Is really bad
  I'm talkin' 'bout...BASS
    Yo, listen
  I see it on their faces
  (First come first serve basis)
  Standin' in line
  Checkin' the time
  Homeboys playin' the curb
  The same ones that used to do herb
  Now they're gone
  Passin' it on
  Poison attack - the Black word bond
  Daddy-O
  Once said to me
  He knew a brother who stayed all day in his jeep
  And at night he went to sleep
  And in the mornin' all he had was
  The sneakers on his feet
  The culprit used to jam and rock the mike, yo
  He stripped the jeep to fill his pipe
  And wander around to find a place
  Where they rocked to a different kind of...BASS