This cain't go on, doggs.
	Say what?
	We been sittin' still too long. We done lost our edge. We gots to get back out there and take back what's ours. We gots to RISE UP!
	We gots to RAP BATTLE
	RAP BATTLE!
	RAP BATTLE!!!
	RAP BATTLE!!!
	But first we need to get our heads back in the same place. We gots to be a crew again. We need matching names, spelled all Pharcyde and shit.
	Right, right. Okay. I got it. I'll be ... uh ... Rybophlayvin, and you can be Nyasinn ...
	Ooh! Ooh! And I'll be Thalydomyde!
	*sigh*
	...
	...
	Flipper babies!
ARKIVZ