[Intro] [Bright Brass Stabs, Syncopated Bass, Steady Drum Beat] (Puff, puff) Fit it to Master Beng [Verse 1] [rhythmic Swedish rap vocals] Mister Beng steps in, eyes are red as blood He's got a bag in his pocket and a fucking patience. He shits in your state, he shits in your car He rolls up a fattting with a fucking lot of style. That's him, a king on his throne. With a cloud of sweet smoke as its own little zone He doesn't talk much, he just nods and smiles. Because when Master Beng is up and running, well, he just wants more [Chorus] [Brass section intensifies] (Puff, puff) Fit it to Master Beng He's the king of the couch, he's the boss of his hanging. (Puff, puff) Let it burn down at last. When Master Beng is in the zone, he never goes out He's tall as a house, he's gone in the blue. (Puff, puff) Master Beng, he knows how to feel (Ra-pa'pa-pal-pa-pa-pa) [Verse 2] The neighbors they complain, they smell the stairs But Master Beng turns up the volume on the rap He has munchies from hell, eats chips and chocolate. He's a fucking legend in his own little town. He's got chicks calling, but he's not fucking answering. He's busy rolling a new little thing. He is a philosopher in the fog, a thinker of rank. But all he really thinks about is the next little bang. [Chorus] (Puff, puff) Fit it to Master Beng He's the king of the couch, he's the boss of his hanging. (Puff, puff) Let it burn down at last. When Master Beng is in the zone, he never goes out He's tall as a house, he's gone in the blue. (Puff, puff) Master Beng, he knows how to feel [Bridge] [Brass Melody Solo, Bass-Driven Groove] The police drive by, but they never stop Because Master Beng is a master at sitting fucking still He's a ninja in the smoke, a shadow in the night. He doesn't drink alcohol, he just drinks water. Because booze makes you stupid, but smoke makes you wise That's what Master Beng says, it's in his book So if you see him sitting there with a joint in his hand Just say hello and welcome to Master Beng's country [Outro] [Brass Stabs Fade, Rhythmic Vocal Ad-Libs] (Puff, puff) Fit it to Master Beng (Puff, puff) (Puff, puff) Master Beng Yes!
