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