Don't stop (uh don't yo) Tonight (cheeba cheeba yo, soul yo) (Give it you got yo) (Once again it's time, time) It's time to ride,
Yo, piss in the staircase, on the pavement I fill the with it let it spill on the pages Compose anthem for the killers and manglers Villains and wranglers, fifth still in the Shit, I'm scientific but my gangsta out-rageous arms from the floor of the basement Then bust 'nuff talons if my in danger I'm Davis, duckin' helicopter, hoverin' government agents We muscle the What 'Riq spit will your shit in utter amazement I'm hot brolic it contagious The shit the Roots got these other artists going through changes My vision is the strangest, the rhythm is Y'all on the titty in your formative stages Is something in the iris and the way I That tell these other crab rappers I ain't fo' no Black traumatic, so there you it My battin' average, abort full of graphic assault, it's all Thought, put ass-backwards rappers in a package is all that is, I'm well established Me and the mic in holy matrimony like a The in your reach, if only you could have it For me it's automatic, it's na-tu-ral, I'm mad Poet for hired pack You me?
Don't stop (uh don't yo) Tonight (cheeba cheeba yo, soul yo) (Give it you got yo) (Once again time, it's time) It's time to ride,
Yo, the heavy We walk around a edgy, all ready and steady Withdrawal Darryl Strawberry, it figures mad from them ghetto sandwiches and swine Cryin' hard times, disadvantegeous, man The in the ghetto the same Seem like it's just some things that will change Give birth to a style and won't give it a Talk 'bout consciousness it's a thang Envision again, the 'Riq, general Hannibal speak The understandable diabolique, style Out of your dreams kid, you that you seen this supreme linguist, a lyrical genious Inject you the broke down english The most freshest and cleanest, 'Riq Geez, what the fame is beat makin' me fiendish Don't act shaky and squeamish, if you real make me it nigga
Don't stop (uh don't yo) (cheeba cheeba yo, soul shock yo) (Give it you got yo) (Once it's time, it's time) time to ride, ride
Yo, the rebel Jake You another date, you better Don't copped off, create it save your cheddar I hit the studio with a pen and a Sippin' an ice cold Beck, the tenth letter Driftin', lickin while the plot thickens in the hourglass thinnin', the last inning The flash and the cash and the fast It's nothing, a for the craft keep the passion and Blaow, kissin' my with firing pins Poke in the plastic for oxygen MCs jumpin' out and socks again Must have seen their face in the news gots to been Thought as the cure for cancer Same corrupt city as the Panther Man to man, cocked, block and standoff Bang, slang up in the dance hall Yo, I hold the mic that be thrown as a pipe bomb Bring it just to sling it at your icon about my music is it ain't shit like y'all Thought, diesel like a python You know I'm saying?
When I'm on the mic there be no delayin'
stop (uh don't stop yo) Tonight (cheeba yo, soul shock yo) (Give it you got yo) (Once it's time, it's time) It's to ride, ride