It's da bomb, it's da I bombs like Hiroshima da bomb
I know you hear me comin', here I So you watch ya back, it's da bomb I know you hear me comin', here I And I'm called the Miggida Mac
Can I drop the bomb? the bomb Can I drop the Drop the bomb Can I drop the bomb? Drop the Well, here it comes, say what, it comes
the quicka rippa ripper Known to flip a like it ain't nothin' All ya MC's that used to MCs better an' Run an' hide 'cause it's too late to try to it right Ya just messed up and I ain't tryin' to let ya
I ain't the one for that, I ain't the one that slack I'm the Miggida Mac pack and I ain't takin' jack I don't who you get or who ya wit' Just you won't be equipped To it takes to break this Krossed out kid
got deez off dout, clout, 'cause I'm deez off doubt I'm bad if ya wanna know what I'm talkin about So lay your cards on the I'm able to rock Whenever, where ever I still rocks the
'Cause I'm a nappy, bad little son of a gun And in my eyes, nigga, you don't none 'Cause on the mike I get dum ditty dum So watcha back I say here it comes
I you hear me comin', here I come So you watch ya back, it's da bomb I you hear me comin, here I come And I'm called the Miggida Mac
Well, can I drop the bomb? Drop the Can I drop the bomb? the bomb Can I drop the bomb? Drop the Well, here it comes, say what, here it
that Kris to the Kross comes with nothing but flavor We get our own, on our own, askin for no favors We're true to we do, that's how we be So just reason with the D A D Y M A C
I betcha never thought you would here it this Some funk for the trunk by this nigga Kris See, I ain't into the game, I'm to the gang I'm your thang, til the party people swing
'Cause I'm a little neck, tiffy-tiffy tough neck 'Cause gettin' 'nough respect And all those little punks junk, bring it on 'Cause I just takin' punks outta homes
Why? 'Cause I'm a nappy bad little son of a gun And in my eyes, nigga, you want none So watcha back or comments startcha runnin' And do, do on yourself when you the Daddy comin'
I know you hear me comin' here I So you besta ya back, it's da bomb I know you hear me here I come And I'm the Daddy Mac
But, can I drop the bomb? Drop the Can I drop the bomb? Drop the Can I drop the bomb? Drop the Well, it, say what, comes
I'll be comin' around the mountain when I droppin' a bomb Creepin' up on Romper Room suckas who wanna get some So feel the of a brat with the Mac pack Walkin' away you're the bottom of a door mat
I didn't gain props 'cause I was a suckas I had to earn them dynamite like Jimmy Walker I can pay Mars in a sticky cage Give me 30-30 half-caliber
And if you don't know what I'm talkin' me out, we're in the big part of in The Last Boy Scout Scopin' a needle is a needle in a haystack Press the new rookie breakin' rims like Shaq
You think you're dealin' a weak boy, step back 'Cause I'm comin' up a veteran on a phat track I'm bein' all I wanna be so you Uncle Tom Dat Da done drop da bomb
I know you me comin', here I come So you besta ya back, it's da bomb I you hear me comin', here I come And I am they call Da Brat