It's da bomb, da bomb I drop like Hiroshima da bomb
I know you hear me comin', here I So you besta watch ya back, it's da I you hear me comin', here I come And I'm called the Miggida Mac
Can I the bomb? Drop the bomb Can I the bomb? Drop the bomb Can I the bomb? Drop the bomb Well, here it comes, say what, it comes
the quicka rippa ripper Known to flip a like it ain't nothin' All ya that used to MCs better duck an' Run an' hide 'cause it's too late to try to it right Ya just up and I ain't tryin' to let ya slide
'Cause I 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 care who you get or who ya Just know you won't be To it takes to break this Krossed out kid
I've got deez off dout, clout, I'm deez off doubt I'm bad suckas if ya wanna know what I'm talkin So lay your cards on the 'Cause I'm to rock Whenever, where ever I still the cradle
'Cause I'm a nappy, happy bad son of a gun And in my eyes, nigga, you don't want 'Cause on the mike I get dum ditty dum So watcha back when I say here it
I know you hear me comin', I come So you besta ya back, it's da bomb I know you hear me comin, I come And I'm called the Miggida Mac
Well, can I drop the Drop the bomb Can I the bomb? Drop the bomb Can I drop the bomb? Drop the Well, here it comes, say what, here it
Understand that Kris to the Kross comes nothing but flavor We get our own, on our own, ain't for no favors true to what we do, that's how we be So just reason with the D A D Y M A C
I betcha thought you would here it like this Some funk for the trunk by nigga named Kris See, I ain't the game, I'm true to the gang I'm poppin' your thang, til the party swing
'Cause I'm a little rough neck, tough neck 'Cause what 'nough respect And all little punks talkin' 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 don't none So back or comments will startcha runnin' And do, do on yourself you hear the Daddy comin'
I know you me comin' here I come So you besta watch ya back, it's da I know you hear me here I come And I'm the Daddy Mac
But, can I the bomb? Drop the bomb Can I drop the bomb? Drop the Can I drop the bomb? Drop the Well, here it, say what,
I'll be comin' around the mountain I come droppin' a bomb Creepin' up on those Romper Room suckas who wanna get So feel the wrath of a brat the Mac pack Walkin' away you're like the of a door mat
I didn't gain props 'cause I was a suckas I had to earn them droppin' dynamite Jimmy Walker I can pay Donny Mars in a cage me 30-30 half-caliber half-gauge
And if you don't what I'm talkin' about Test me out, we're in the big of in The Last Boy Scout a needle is like a needle in a haystack Press the new rookie breakin' rims down Shaq
You think you're dealin' with a boy, step back 'Cause I'm comin' up like a on a phat track I'm bein' all I wanna be so you tell Tom Dat Da Brat drop da bomb
I know you me comin', here I come So you besta watch ya back, it's da I you hear me comin', here I come And I am they call Da Brat