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 up in the house I'm the Mad, mad crew up in the
I be chillin' the Mad, mad crew up in the I'm rollin' the Mad, mad up in the house
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See, this is what I'm sayin' and I know you see this Wack, underprivileged MCs think can see Kris They watchin' too television and they rocka ain't the TV show "Taxi" and I ain't Lotka
I break an MC off proper, yo, don't me Ask Moms and Pops, yo, they respect me But here you stand, tryin' to get but gettin' nothin' You probably can't "Boogie Down" or "Productions"
I play for jeeps, I for keeps, I play for streets, believe me Put down the and consider a squeegie You're rated PG, again I win I begin I'm slammin' again, no win, try to comprehend, I don't
I ravage and damage, I'm wild a savage I'm asses, hot flashes, your style's with trash's out of my classes, punk, stay out of my classes
Yo, I got the Mad, mad up in the house I be chillin' the Mad, mad up in the house
I'm with the Mad, mad up in the house And I be with the Mad, mad up in the house
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It's the pros in her I said the pros in her house Fuck that It's up in her house
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 your 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, not the way to approach me Use caution, I rip up crews and MCs often You probably know this I birth to MCs and I also give abortions I'll do a number to your body
You look like And I'm hungry motherfucker You don't wanna be on the I'll end you, twist you up and bend you like
up the microphone and crush up MC like a taco No, never sad because we nah deal with sorrow why dem challenge me Jah man you know dem trouble Me are number, one of me there is no And you want no trouble 'Cause Blastmaster KRS is flashin' on the double
I got the Mad, mad up in the house I'm with the Mad, mad crew up in the
I'm with the Mad, mad crew up in the I'm drinking the Mad, mad crew up in the And I be coming the Mad, mad crew up in the
Check, me on quick, me cominadance, now me a sing in a party, man, me do me own ting Nuff MC test but you don't vowel one All you is when the BDP crew slap them up
We have the belt and lyrical cup Any DJ, they want my filled, no way now man, step up But when you lose, now you get fucked up This ain't no game upon the mic, me bring the noise to you Chuck
I got the Mad, mad up in the house I'm chillin' the Mad, mad crew up in the
And I be with the Mad, mad up in the house I'm rollin' the Mad, mad up in the house
Kid got the Mad, mad crew up in the Starr got the Mad, mad up in the house
Ill got the Mad, mad up in the house Flavor got the Mad, mad crew up in the
it out Just make noise
Big shout out to all the [Incomprehensible] in the house And all the DJ's Who tried to battle this year Understand, I got the Mad, mad up in the house