(I stop) I really don't care about those other carbon stop Bobby, don't stop (I stop) I really don't care about those carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, stop
(I stop) I really don't about those other carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, stop (I stop) I really don't care about those carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, stop (I stop)
Yo, I'm the microphone Any you get me on or let me on My ambi-once is one step Then my song is a correspond the audi-once
the Renaiss-once My reson-once is really on, wonder powers activate Put the tape on, I can take on any shape, Size or weight, of Activation Voltron
all the microphones in the world I spit it on Imagine the next MC to me gettin' shitted on You can even ask the about the bed we did it on I hit it from the back to Gaye's, 'Let's Get it On'
get it wrong, give it a thong, she put it on, in uniform Sippin' Don Periogne, Shawn Don, fillet Long stick and move until the cameras come on Until the cameras are gone from there on, dusk dawn
Get your on Now put your panties on Thank you for cooperation Rahzel, on Hot 97 station
(I stop) I really don't care about those carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, don't (I stop) I really don't care those other carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, stop (I stop)
Oh wrong Rahzel? trying to sing? Don't worry baby, when you up gonna be a star!
Yo, I'm one of the illest vocalists to ever the mic on Let me download my sound, catalog the your website on WWW dot transmission sitcom
Got your buck naked on the cover, right on 3-D visually enhanced on CD-ROM EP-ROM, erasable, and only Memory accessible when PC's on
We can battle for your soul like Ki Song We can battle for your girl Rae Dawn Chong Yo you're mother's so fat she wears a three thong of polyester-cryllic, rip stop nylon
With a cap that stretches three feet long 98 degrees outside, with a on I play you and your mom Donkey Kong this out
I really don't care those other carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, don't (I stop) I really don't about those other carbon copies Don't Bobby, don't stop
(I stop) I really care about those other carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, stop (I stop) I really don't care about those other copies Don't stop Bobby, don't (I stop)
Yo we got the hottest, fiber optic Double O 7 James Bond, talkin' in your watch this, Baywatch shit Topless, no way you could stop this, spotless
the flame up in the cockpit or be [Incomprehensible] On some New on the Block shit My man is nothin' but profit While you keep and gossip
The Officer, the Chiseled out, President, me Lou Gosset is for the players who pop shit Frontin' you got shit, PHD, without the doctrate
If it wasn't for break beats, be rhymin' over my shit Often transformin' on stage, the DJ 2000 beats per minute, with an Round 1 fight, Street 3, pro tours with an upgrade
Call the to Fed-Ex some first aid My cahlistenics been magnetic first grade We can battle in the or the hallway We can take the to the street, off and on Broadway
We can battle you buy your ass clothes in front of Comway We can in the passenger seat Of your Hyundai
I really don't care about those other carbon Don't Bobby, don't stop (I stop) I really don't care about those other copies Don't stop Bobby, don't
(I stop) I really don't care about those carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, stop (I stop) I don't care about those other carbon copies Don't stop Bobby, don't (I stop)
movin' on It's to get down movin' on It's to get down
movin' on It's time to get movin' on It's time to get
We're on time to get down We're on It's to get down