"Well, ladies and gentlemen, without any further adieu

Let's just get on with the show"

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and–on

Trender number two, now what'chu gonna do?

When I–flow

'Cause, man, do the brother, flow

Like a swinger, oh yes, a swinger

A regular humdinger, besides a rough rhyme bringer

So when the Trend men come, we come correct

Styles upon styles upon styles, earn mad respect

Lethal as a tech nine, a Crotch Ripper rhyme

Here I come-ah, tick, tick, it's time

For the slim dude to put his foot forth would more

Would agree, the Ripper seems to be, bon jour good

The style flip the script, Nast

Show 'em that your skills are more than rhyme and diggin' ass

People hear the name and equate me to sex

So when I drop bombs, damn, do the brother flex

'Cause I'm dowwwwwwwwwwn for ya

Versatile styles with piles of files that go for miles

C'mon, people, get with the Trender

Skin-bender, known to render comp–knocked

Clearin' microphones from block to block

With Hip-Hop I drop and I don't stop

Until the Trend men feel it's fit

Get with that **** named Nast, and the fat hems

I – flip – on ya

Here to California

Trends are skyborn, flowin' off... and... on...

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

I flow off and – ahum, off and on

Word is bond, from the **** known night to morn

Hit my son, shout, feel fine, GrapeVine

With the one-liner, in front or behind a cut

Whaddya say? What is–up?

I bust a flow, I bust a groove

I bust – e–nough

And from nothin' leaves nothin'

So I just sayin' somethin' to keep the crowd pumpin'

Seems–that–my flow–is fat

So I let a melody go, black

But don't let it come on weak, what happens then

Prrrrr-props to the paper, prrrrr-props to the pen

Trends Of Culture, in the fullest

Hotties come in dozens, so you know we can pull this

Without delay, we swing and sway and make the crowds go 'hey'

We like the way the big ones play, whether night or day

Whenever, if I ever get the chance to

Release flavor, like I usually do

With my crew, 'cause Ripper, Music Of Life

And – yours – tru–ly

G, flowin' (Off and on, off and on, off and on)

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

We come with mad styles and whatever

But what else would you expect from a Trend-setter

Huh, pick up the pace and gimme bass, I got the skills to theme

Scroungin' up samples, plenty schemes, by any means

Dawn the day of the funky drummer

We hear Hip-Hop nonstop, the newcomers of the summer

Trends, we friends, and we go, in they go

And if you only got one blue shoe, you still flow

Peace to the Prankster Posse, for not soundin' sloppy

Swift and Jeff by the board makin' sure our shit don't sound choppy

Can – we – ad–just this

Nast – help me, bust this

Brother Nast, the rebel! On another level!

You a boulder, well, I'ma crush you down to a pebble!

Off and on the styles come wreck, check-mate

Wait–on a hot–date

Seven-four-nine, six-five-eight, one

Call me when you're ready to grind

To Trends rippin' skills, do it off and on–rhyme

Trends, can I get a UHHHHHHHHH

(UHHHHHHHHHHHHH!) Leave it to the Crotch Ripper

To drop from the ball, yes I'm–off and on

And off and on

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")

Off and on! ("There it is, baby pah!")