ere we go:   Five, ten, fifteen, twenty,   Twenty-five, thirty, thrirty-five, forty   Forty-five, fifty, fifty-five, sixty   Sixty-five, seventy, seventy-five ways      Today's in a maze   And start the craze   When they opened my coon   It was time to bloom      Thinkin' like ten people, trapped in one room   Sittin' in my sandbox, sand all over me   Overly anxious to get the mic in my hand   Now who wanna blow it up (I do)   Now who can rip it up (I can)      I glide like the ride of a man on a snowboard   When they pick up the microphone I ask him what he flow for   Various degrees of technique that's inside of me   Never try to be something you not- and don't lie to me   Ebony and Ivory   Keys on my piano playin'   Tryin' to test some music, but the rhythm push my your hand away   Easy as the alphabet   Hard as solid rock   Pure as the driven snow   Pissin' on your block   Mark my territory then I'm right back in it when   laughin' w/ the teras of a clown when I grin      I'm manic-depresive ever since I was an adolescent   But I never panic in a sesion when I'm bussin'   Cussin' like a sailor,    With a bottle full of Jagermeister   Ready for whatever this world has to offer me      Plus it won't get off of me   And never ever test me   I'm one w/ the universe   The energy has blessed me   Bet you wonder why you got flaws in your character   Cause you're caught in the ass-crack of America      I just want to help you all but   All I do is stare at ya   You can have a shot of this   Or maybe hit this marija   Wanna if you wanna but   If not, stay drug-free   But, plug me in the mix boy   Right up next to plug three      Talkin' out the side of your neck it ain't a remedy   I just want the whole wide world to remember me   I don't want to have to think you're working for the enemy   Sbotage. You can't conquer this energy      You can be the center of attention if you want to   My party is in the other room and   We're just having fun too   (So I'd like to signify the monkey that's in back of you)   All I want to do is get rid of all the wack in you      Do not get offended because no I'm not attacking you   I don't have to do nothin', the rapper's start smackin' you   Maybe I should just give you a taste of reality   Welcome to my art show   Its not about a salary      Take two of these a day and burn a couple calories   Me and the mic are like Mickey and Malory   Rockin' like a B-boy   Part of my anatomy   Hands on your groin'   You can join this acadamy      Accepted... Eclectic      (Repeat)      Respect it      (Repeat)      Here we go:   Five, ten, fifteen, twenty,   Twenty-five, thirty, thrirty-five, forty   Forty-five, fifty, fifty-five, sixty   Sixty-five, seventy, seventy-five ways      Today's in a maze   And start the craze   Accepted Eclectic the phrase that pays   Old Eddy Hayes it's time to blaze   One of L.A.'s that's born and raised      Now that we've got ourselves a little more acquainted   Ain't it about time I get this picture painted   I am what you call a psycho-analytical   Critical thinker of the formulas we all need      I think I'm running out of brain space in my hard-drive   Plus I need a memory-card for my control pack   Throw that hand up so I can see your finger-tips   I'm about to rip it up better than before      Yeah I had a crazy-people party and invited you   I didn't know my underground hip hop excited you   Now that I know this fact I'm gonna throw it right at you   I just want to give you everything you're entitled to   Down in the Leimert park, hangin' w/ the hooligans   Every now and then I've got to take'em back to school again   Maybe you should call me your hip hop counselor   I'll be on the rhythm when the beats start bouncin' up      I'll give you a minute just to get yourself together and   We can have a sing-along, all and together and   Here's to the netherlands, sistern and brethren   B-boy benevolence, birds of a feather and   It don't matter what you say   We all are connected   Some are on a rap path, some are mis-directed   When I say "who wrecked it" just like they expected   Aceyaloney-boy, accepted eclectic      Accepted ....Eclectic      (repeat)      Respect it      (repeat)      Yeah      Brought to you by Project Blowed Recordings      Ha!