[ASHER ROTH]   Yo, Cannon!   What would this mixtape be, if I didn't get on the one beat   That everybody gets on? (DRAMATIC!)   You know I had to, dog...      You know the world's gone mad   When blacks wear plaid   And Mariah has married Nick Can-non   Or when a boy from the burbs   Has the nerves to converge   On a mixtape with DJ Cannon? (The CANNON!)      You know the world's gone mad   When blacks wear plaid   And Mariah has married Nick Can-non   Or when a boy from the burbs   Has the nerves to converge   On a mixtape with DJ Cannon?      [DJ CANNON]   Alright... Now if you really feel like that, Keep going!   I don't know what else to tell you, Go in!      [ASHER ROTH:]   Yo, Cannon!   What would this mixtape be, if I didn't get on the one beat   That everybody gets on? (I don't know, homie!)   You know I had to, dog... (STEPS BACK!)      You know the world's gone mad   When blacks wear plaid   And Mariah has married Nick Can-non (GET EM!)   Or when a boy from the burbs   Has the nerves to converge   On a mixtape with DJ Cannon? (CANNON!)      Aww, God Damn-it,   That's the last straw, can't stand it   You all must be reprimanded   Spank that fanny, Manny   So uncanny, Ginobli flow left-handed      Yes, I am a fan of Da-kota Fanning,   and I Am Sam, out-standing!   My Sean Penn-manship is fancy,   yeah, my rhetoric is dandy   I circumvent my words (TRENDSETTER!)   And vent for the burbs,   I have emerged Ad Venti,   Dos años, vamos, pronto, let's go,   Her lip gloss tastes like candy      Got more jazz than Jerry Sloan,   Pizzazz and swagg alone,   I have a bigger head that that of Barry Bonds;   Y'all eat scraps, I eat (SALMON!)   With fresh fruit, covered in (DANNON!)   If Da Boy had a boy with Brad Pitt in Troy,   Then out from the loins, I'd be born   If Jason Bourne was to record and join forces with Zack Morris,   They'd form my performance      Beats and rhymes fornicate, form greatness,   Like, "Let's face it...He's so amazing!"   Yeah, with Lasiks, he still can't ace my eye exam,   Naw, man, let's try again   I've got lungs like Iron Man,   I hit the bong, while you must extend your diaphragm   But, let's get higher, man;   I gotta a brand new strand that I got out in Ireland   from a wild, frantic Irish man,   Who said his name was (SHANNON!)      Higgins, Killians, and a pint of Guiness,   and I ain't gon 'stop 'till I'm finished;   'Till I learn Yiddish, or find a little kid who likes spinach   Can't nobody beat me in Quidditch   Not any widditch, spidditch, wits, I'm sick wit' it,   Riddidick, my spit game is vicious      This is   Never did shit for my image;   College kid is where I found my niche, SNITCH!   Tell the whole world I'm the shit, Un   Tell the whole world on my dick, then   Hell yeah, word, I'll be rich, and   I'll buy the whole world Sega Genesis   Spittin' lint to come,   Hell yeah, I got a (CANNON!)   See me on the streets, take a pick with yo' cannon   Then get it lami-nated, frame it, save it,   'cause in a couple days, I'll be famous      Then you can say, Holy Shit, there he is!    That's the kid!   I forget what his name is...   Starts with an 'A', ends with a 'sher'.   Bringing hip-hop into the burbs