Yo.

Now sit right back as I bust a rhyme,
I've got the freshest beats and I'm always on time,
I'm the baddest of the best,
Yeah I'm the king.
Master of beats and the cross-fader...

I'm the DJ He's the Rapper,
And the Homeboys try to step,
I'm the DJ He's the Rapper,
In the valley of the shadow of Def.

Yo. Yo, Homeboys come and Homeboys go,
But I still kick the Latin Lingo,
Mi Espanol es no mui bueno...

...I've got all my teeth capped,
Chains to show my wealth,
And I check myself,
Before I wreck myself...

Well my name is Frankie T, and I'm here to talk,
About the meaning of Five Minute Walk.
Some say its "wac",
Some say it's "ill",
Myself, Homeboy, thinks it's pretty "chill".
Turn off the TV,
Put down the phone,
Go talk to JC and be alone.
Talk to Him five minutes a day,
He won't wig out or "give you play",
He will not dis you in the end,
In fact JC's my freshest friend.