Hey Chuck, we got some non-believers out
Yo, we gotta do somethin' that man Yo, we get stupid Yo, we gotta let 'em what time it is
You go ooh and ahh I jump in my car People treat me Kareem Abdul Jabbar No matter who you are I'm up to par I betcha go hip hop, hurray or
But the ahhs and ohhs is my of news Pop your tape in, put your car in I never heard the boos, I drank booze 'Cause I just rock the rhythm left alone the
The L.I. mystique, you to peek A look and you know that we're never weak I know you wait, it's never too late No fear I'm here and everything is
Cycles, cycles, life in cycles New is old, no, I'm not no The monkey on the back the best excel The people in the crowd makes the best well
The people in the back lets you who's whack And those who the odds are stacked The one who makes the money is not black You might not believe it but it is like
you come to my show watch me throw Down with the brothers toe to toe When you a move, new not used And watch the bro just bust a groove
A fat soprano, loads my ammo Hear my jam with a piano Easy on the wall but hard on the A fool smokes Kools 'cause he on Camels
In effect the crew's in Run by the posse with the gold around the in heat lookin' for sweet Ladies in the crowd so can meet
Somebody to body makin' a Givin' it to an' makin' her crazy I'm a MC protector, U.S. African government wrecker
Panther power, you can it in my arm Lookout y'all I'm a Tickin', tockin', all about Makin' much while the crazy one's clockin'
The to shake the house downy down Bounce to the ounce is the crown The man, the enemy, Public King, no All fall to the force of my
Like Ali Frazier, Thriller in A point blank microphone killer am I No to lie, got the Flavor Flave To prove I'll win and if not the
I'll up, rack up, put your whole shack up Just choose to lose the bet, stick up This is the wiz but the mike's not his, it's One let the star shine
And I'm tellin' you, yelling at you you're think you're grown 'cause your mustache grew I'm number one you know it a ton And I'll be the you can be the bun, girl
Surroundin' my steady poundin', get on to my funky sound And rock the rhythm rhyme one time mind roll, two times control The mauler and the caller of your And when I'm to leave, you're gonna know I go boom
times y'all rhythm rhyme and rock Then you'll that the D is on the Four times y'all and ever the whack It's the hour to the minute, time to blow