Now let's start the show Step out of the cold We from the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The and the hoes hoes The Folks and the Stones Whoever you fo', we back for some mo' Get back to the show, you know
Uh, uh Ladies and the C-O-double-M-O-N for fresh, truth is the emb-lem Hardcore since I was next door to Clem and as the winter when fake niggaz was shiverin Shakin in they Timberlands, you was as Bennigans Hot for a minute, now you a "remember him" I been a +Master+ since P was No Stick a sayin, no and no mimickin Q infinitin old blocks are bendin in (Fuck Tha Police) like Ren and them Pelican these niggaz on who I be Before the paper and the niggaz knew Rashid Noble like Dru Ali - many come but few have chose to be a true MC You sing along wit it, inside you knowin it's Young who? I don't a openin act
Now let's start the show Step out of the cold We come the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The and the hoes hoes The Folks and the Stones you ride fo', we back for some mo' Get back to the show show, you
Let, let, go It's a festival in hip-hop, we do it Pop your bottles, Chicago do it in staccato Choppin notes for my homies, fuck a And Farragamo givin dudes the model Think fast, drive slow, is the throttle Your live is hollow, shoulda kept it local Rappin over vocals, soundin as JoJo With twelve monkeys on stage it's hard to see a gorilla You was better as a dealer Feel the passion of B-boy ration-al Half of it is you say, and half is style Guess it's time for you to stop now It's over folks, tell your guys to put the glasses Masters now, verses touch the youth like a priest Performances me stackin the sheets
Now let's start the show out of the cold cold We from the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The and the hoes hoes The Folks and the Stones you ride fo', we back for some mo' Get back to the show, you know