Land of a Million Drums (From the Motion Picture Scooby-Doo) [feat. Killer Mike & Sleepy Brown] Lyrics

In the land of a million drums
There is always something going on, on, on, on
If you can't locate your thought off
Might as well go on take your dead ass home, home, home, home

In the land of a million drums
I catch a pattern that spit rings around you like Saturn
Intergalactic tracks, I mack 'em like Max Julien
This one for Scooby, pass the doobie
I'mma do me one, do me one
Only you clean over
I pick up the mic and rock it while I'm sober

For the rated G exposure if you listen what I'm tryin to told ya
We fathers with seeds of our own
We're talkin' about sons and daughters, boy, not roots and clones
Now that the theory gone wrong
An embryo with no soul
Stuck in this green mini-van with my lungs in a chokehold

Shaggy, pass the boombastic
Daphne said, "Don't do that"
Freaky Fred smashed the gas and slammed us into traffic
Now Scrappy wanna box and throw them bows
So I had to sic the pitbull on him before he could pass one blow
Scooby-Doo, Scooby-Doo
Scooby damn Doo, Scooby-Doo (Scooby dooby doo)

In the land of a million drums
There is always something going on, on, on, on
If you can't locate your thought off
Might as well go on take your dead ass home, home, home, home

Woke up from a long night of hanging out with Shaggy
Oh no, lost my last baggy of scoobie snackies
Shaggy, wake up, we've been had
Our Scooby snacks, they got the whole stash
He said, "Who, who?"
I don't have a clue
I suspect the thirteen ghosts of Scooby-Doo

Call Vincent Price up on the Nextel
Tell him to send another package right through the mail
In the meantime, I'ma call Velma to tell her
To get the Mystery Machine ready
I'm two-wayin' Daphne and Freddy

Me and Shaggy dressed in all black, strapped
Dippin' through the flash trying to get our stash back
Rounding up suspects, collectin' clues
I got a question
Where the hell is Scooby-Doo when you need him?
The hound's only found when you feed him
In fact he probably got my sack
Tell him holler back

In the land of a million drums
There is always something going on, on, on, on
If you can't locate your thought off
Might as well go on take your dead ass home, home, home, home

Break it down, break it down, baby
'Til the flow jumps off the ground
Ooh, break it down, lookin' over yonder
'Til the walls come tumblin down

Ooh, yes, lord
You ain't gotta tell me two times but you know I know
Ooh, break it down, break it down, baby
'Cause I want y'all all to know
We rock the world

In the land of a million drums
There is always something going on, on, on, on
If you can't locate your thought off
Might as well go on take your dead ass home, home, home, home

I coulda got away with it
If it wasn't for you meddling kids