(Are you or what?) So here I come, save ya this critical minded messenger Right in of ya eyes You see me standing wit da mic in da right
that aight, man (Come on)
5 bucks entry and da aren't for free The bartender's tripping and ya is looking at me Typical, tropical heat, gum on ya seat Yeah, this sucks, yes indeed
Tell me, da reason, yo Why do you Why do ya blame? The band is giving Oh, now you say that it's too Do you think that it is silent when you
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 is my air to breathe and I can feel it in my bones
Pay for (It's da stick up, stuck up, up kid) Fight, fight, fight, me no champagne (it's a stick up, yo, it's a 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 to disappoint you 'Cause I don't swing tec's or bats So I guess ya skills be the weapon to choose for you And I won't explain da rules to for you
Wake up early, son, first come first Speak your shit but always keep in reserve The wants to be entertained So what'cha gonna be, B boy? A B boy or a
Pay for (It's da stick up, stuck up, 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)