Hey Chuck, we got some out there
Yo, we gotta do somethin' that man Yo, we gotta get Yo, we gotta let 'em know what it is
You go ooh and ahh when I in my car People treat me like Kareem Abdul No who you are when I'm up to par I betcha go hip hop, hurray or
But the ahhs and ohhs is my of news Pop your tape in, put car in cruise I never heard the boos, I never booze 'Cause I just rock the rhythm left alone the
The L.I. mystique, you sneak to A look and you know that we're never weak I know you can't wait, it's never too No fear I'm and everything is straight
Cycles, cycles, life runs in New is old, no, I'm not no The monkey on the back makes the best The people in the crowd makes the best rock
The people in the back lets you who's whack And those who lack the odds are The one who makes the is white not black You not believe it but it is like that
When you come to my show me throw Down with the brothers toe to toe When you a move, new not used And the bro here just bust a groove
A fat lady soprano, loads my my jam with a funky piano Easy on the but hard on the panel A smokes Kools 'cause he chokes on Camels
In effect the crew's in Run by the posse the gold around the neck Homeboys in heat lookin' for Ladies in the crowd so can meet
Somebody to body makin' a it to grandma an' makin' her crazy I'm a MC protector, U.S. South African wrecker
power, you can feel it in my arm Lookout y'all I'm a Tickin', tockin', all about Makin' much dollars while the crazy one's
The rhythm to the house downy down to the ounce is sound the crown The man, the enemy, King, no thing All to the force of my swing
Ali Frazier, Thriller in Manila A pinpoint point blank killer am I No need to lie, got the Flavor To I'll win and if not the save
I'll pick up, rack up, put your whole up choose to lose the bet, emcee stick up This is the wiz but the not his, it's mine One time let the shine
And I'm you, yelling at you you're through Don't think you're grown 'cause your grew I'm number one you it weighs a ton And I'll be the burger you can be the bun,
Surroundin' my poundin', get on down to my funky sound And rock the rhythm one time your mind Rhythm roll, two times The mauler and the caller of your And when I'm ready to leave, you're gonna know I go
Three times y'all rhyme and rock Then you'll the D is on the block Four times and never ever the whack It's the to the minute, time to blow black