Lyrics:

Yo what up got Christian and Dino in the house Fear Factory action
kick off this new joint here for all my homies
Separating the true breeds my friends and my family had the vision
when the bounds now it's blowing up
props to the Field Dog with the funk through the campaign gold
records and Champaign
Everlast for the tour on St. Patty's Chino, man we had a blast with ya
Deftones rock that microphones daily props to the maestro
Ross your an angel hey DJ wanna play that song Lethal we love you
like a brother
want to take a trip to the Flip side Jordan nothing more then I could
say see ya walking hand in hand
with the prophet Danny you took us to that fat man Harry, Tyler props
for the golden introduction we're coming from the town of the unknown
Jacksonville's on the map look us up raising eyebrows with the
Jaguars kid better watch out line 'em up cheetah (indigo) yo Richard,
Rob and Chuck (indigo) hook it up when I walk out on stage all
headaches go away got the back from the sickest road crew Chris
and Bobby for sticking to it Sugar Ray taught me life was all about
drinking bow wow yippee yo yippee yea to the funk doobi thanks for
showing up all my brothers in KoRn I love you dad and momma I'm
coming home what up to my girl Sage Shawn, Teddy Swoze Indigo
Ranch alive with the vibe Grun Dig Danny in the Milk Bar Terry Parker
you know what's up dialed into The Planet and God I love you