1234 Lyrics - Ozomatli

One, two, three, four 

One, two, three, four 

Out the gate I brought the horsepower 

Rev-Mex to your hard drive 

We run a hard bargain 

Pardon the trip 

I sneeze jealousies into these rhyme cartel 

We park the art well 

Hung on all fours, box and start sell 

Available to you and yours 

Other songs only make attempts 

To love they inner 

Understand I am just saying it 

To validate displaying Ozomatli 

Stance at first glance 

It's like the train 

Brought to hit you like James 

With the 1, 2, 3, 4 

True martial arts 

Official souls my brainchild 

Sing the song name now 

1, 2, 3, 4 

Bust a track till they flat on they back 

Have the referee smacking the mat like 

1, 2, 3, 4 

We do it on the phone 

When we stuff the funk in it, huh 

Now wait a minute, so allot of us 

Yo, I'm the East Coast south paw 

Hanging with these West Coast north stars 

Shining bright, height five elev' 

Come on 

Formatic for the handlin' the trouble 

Comin' my way 

The highway to heaven 

Is a long road among the lyrical coves 

The bus 

Allot of us 

Punk minds with the one of a kind rhymes 

I .M.C., spit, kick for fee 

Then all, not the player baby 

But I running while you crawl 

Too fast on your comprehension 

Did I mention 

Dave Madden scored a goal from the team 

Second team I 

I'm ready for crunch time 

The lunch line was my favorite 

Till I graduated to bus 

Uh, uh, then I spewed to spit it 

Now it's the three of us 

Connected like Siameses 

We on time 

Like shiny bits of metal 

Strapped to your wrist 

We are tattoo to this rap thing 

With invisible ink 

I'm gone in a blink 

Lethal like my pinkie 

And clown like Bozo 

Don't you know that Ozo bring the 

1, 2, 3, 4 

To hard to face 

But lovin' the taste 

Squeeze it out like paste alright 

1, 2, 3, 4 

Plug 2 will only rock a few 

So now I roll with Ozomatli crew 

Bringing you 

1, 2, 3, 4 

We know the backs to break 

Ozomatli the great 

Bring it 

1, 2, 3, 4 

1, 2, 3, 4