(Are you or what?) So here I come, save ya From this critical messenger in front of ya eyes You see me standing wit da mic in da right
that aight, man (Come on)
5 bucks and da drinks aren't for free The bartender's and ya girl is looking at me Typical, heat, chewing gum on ya seat Yeah, this happening sucks, yes
Tell me, da reason, yo Why do you came? Why do ya The band is giving Oh, now you say it's too loud Do you that it is silent when you shout?
Tell me, why da are you here? (Oh yeah) You wanna criticize me? Yeah, I can it in the air is rising, homes, yo Ya anger is my air to and I can feel it in my bones
Pay for (It's da up, stuck up, stick up kid) Fight, fight, fight, me no champagne (it's a up, yo, it's a stick up, it's a stick up, yo It's a stick up, it's a up, fuck)
Yo, I hear ya screaming for payback, But I have to you 'Cause I don't tec's or baseball bats So I guess ya skills gotta be the weapon to for you And I won't da rules to times for you
Wake up early, son, first come serve Speak shit but always keep something in reserve The crowd to be entertained So what'cha gonna be, B boy? A B boy or a
Pay for (It's da stick up, up, stick up kid) Fight, fight, fight, me no champagne (It's a stick up, you a stick up, it's a stick up, yo It's a stick up, it's a up boy)