Aight, aight, aight, aight, aight, aight, I'm if you aight, I'm aight I be better, get some of bass You know what I'm it up Aight, twinkin' body shakin' Nuffattackin', brain's a tockin', chuck shockin' Flavor flavor, ain't shavin' One, two, three,
It's record, check it, mad methods To put my and sisters on a deathbed You know he cheated, took what he wanted but now you Suckin' up to the devil, down a level
It's who fear is you Who us from us and you from you Yes and it counts, fuck the ounce I sued them bastards, yeah, they got
I did 'em like a demo, threw 'em out the I took a 98 'cause I liked a limo But pump pump pump pump it up A mad rhyme for mad times, what's up
Some gonna change, I got 'em in a range I rearrange, so I'm buildin' back your brain Wreckin' with funky stuff Am I loud enough? Yeah, you got ta it up
it up, give it up, give it up yo Give it up, give it up, gotta it up it up, give it up, give it up yeah Give it up, it up, gotta give it up
Give it up, it up, give it up yo it up, give it up, gotta give it up Give it up, it up, give it up now Give it up, give it up, give it up
Come again with the old bounce I'm a foul and once again it counts Mad tense, mad tense brothers The blunts in the back got the black behind and wack
And once again on! Hey, Jimmy cracked cracker singin', "I don't care", it's on I'm comin' with a rhyme, what? I'm go a rhyme, yeah! I gotta get a rhyme the rough and crazy times
You me a Hannibal lecture, yes I checked her They don't hear me though, so I go I'm sick and so Sly'll take ya higher When I'm takin' his sound to bring you
Rappers rippin' a kickin' finger-lickin' But to the rhythm I'm but never cotton pickin' James Brown I'm sayin' it loud Am I loud enough? Huh, you got ta it up
Some gonna change, some ain't gonna change Some ain't gonna never ever Some ain't gonna change, some gonna change Some ain't never, ever change
Give it up, it up, give it up yo it up, give it up, gotta give it up Give it up, give it up, it up now Give it up, give it up, gotta it up
And when I'm coming, some young and fulla cum Some guessing my lessons about saving young Some know like Run said, "So here we go" it is inside, whoop, there it is
There it is, there it is, damn My man X is a bad mother, your mouth I'm talking about Terminator, the man it is, can you hit me off with another one
Give it up, give it up, it up yo it up, give it up, gotta give it up Give it up, give it up, it up now Give it up, give it up, gotta it up
Give it up, it up, give it up yo it up, give it up, gotta give it up Give it up, give it up, it up now Give it up, give it up, gotta it up
I never did represent doing shit Some gangsta lying, I'd diss Presidents or alive, bring 'em and I'll swing 'em I vocalize, I rap, I don't sing 'em
Flick 'em, and I 'em, you can go with 'em Hall of Fame for the for the points I Dave Bing 'em Go Grandmama, close but no I got for I'm using my rhyme
The flow go wherever I want, and clever Give a piece of my to prevent some crime And who behind puttin' the guns to the young The ones that make 'em is the that take 'em
Rugged for no reason, in duck season I don't want my mama, on the street wearing So yaself before ya wreck yaself Respect yaself, hah, you got ta it up
Give it up, give it up, it up yo Give it up, give it up, give it up it up, give it up, give it up now Give it up, give it up, give it up ...