Mad So in the clubs, I get mad On the mic, I get mad On the beats, I get mad
Yo, I got the Mad, mad crew up in the I'm the Mad, mad crew up in the
I be chillin' the Mad, mad up in the house I'm rollin' the Mad, mad crew up in the
on
See, this is what I'm and I know you don't see this Wack, underprivileged MCs think they can see They watchin' too much and they rocka This ain't the TV show "Taxi" and I ain't
I break an MC off proper, yo, don't me Ask your Moms and Pops, yo, respect me But here you stand, tryin' to get yours but nothin' You probably can't "Boogie Down" or "Productions"
I play for jeeps, I play for keeps, I for streets, believe me Put down the and consider a squeegie rated PG, again I win when I begin I'm again, no win, try to comprehend, I don't bend
I ravage and damage, I'm wild a savage I'm asses, hot flashes, your style's with trash's Stay out of my classes, punk, stay out of my
Yo, I got the Mad, mad crew up in the I be with the Mad, mad up in the house
I'm rollin' the Mad, mad up in the house And I be with the Mad, mad crew up in the
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It's the in her house I said it's the in her house that shit It's up down in her
Twinkle, to the little rap star I got all of MC tongue in a pickle jar So here's a quick to my target My core audience, fuck the rest of the
I spark it, styles, I loan shark it Then break legs if you try to chart it I got heart, it doesn't take a lot to a record, get with it MCs can't rock for five minutes
Sorry, that's not the way to me Use caution, I rip up lyrical crews and MCs You probably know this I give birth to MCs and I also give I'll do a number to your body
You like supper And I'm hungry motherfucker You don't be on the menu end you, twist you up and bend you like Gestapo
Pick up the microphone and up MC like a taco No, we're never sad because we nah with sorrow That's why dem me Jah man you know dem trouble Me are number, one of me there is no And you don't want no 'Cause Blastmaster KRS is flashin' on the double
I got the Mad, mad crew up in the I'm with the Mad, mad up in the house
I'm rollin' the Mad, mad crew up in the I'm drinking the Mad, mad up in the house And I be with the Mad, mad up in the house
Check, me comin' on quick, me cominadance, now me a in a party, man, me do me own ting Nuff MC but you don't hear vowel one All you hear is when the BDP slap them up
We have the champion belt and cup Any DJ, they want my title filled, no way now man, up But when you lose, now you get fucked up ain't no game upon the mic, me bring the noise to you like Chuck
I got the Mad, mad crew up in the I'm with the Mad, mad up in the house
And I be with the Mad, mad crew up in the I'm with the Mad, mad up in the house
Kid got the Mad, mad up in the house Starr got the Mad, mad crew up in the
Ill got the Mad, mad up in the house Unit got the Mad, mad up in the house
it out Just make noise
Big out to all the real Hip-hop in the house And all the DJ's Who tried to battle [Incomprehensible] this Understand, I got the Mad, mad up in the house