Hey Chuck, we got non-believers out there
Yo, we gotta do about that man Yo, we get stupid Yo, we gotta let 'em know what it is
You go ooh and ahh I jump in my car People treat me like Kareem Jabbar No matter who you are I'm up to par I betcha go hip hop, or hurrah
But the ahhs and ohhs is my of news Pop your tape in, put car in cruise I never the boos, I never drank booze 'Cause I just rock the rhythm left the blues
The L.I. mystique, you to peek A look and then you know we're never weak I know you can't wait, it's never too No fear I'm and everything is straight
Cycles, cycles, runs in cycles New is old, no, I'm not no The on the back makes the best excel The people in the crowd makes the best rock
The people in the back lets you know whack And those who the odds are stacked The one who the money is white not black You might not believe it but it is like
When you to my show watch me throw with the other brothers toe to toe When you make a move, new not And watch the bro here just a groove
A fat lady soprano, my ammo Hear my jam with a funky Easy on the wall but hard on the A fool smokes 'cause he chokes on Camels
In the crew's in check Run by the posse the gold around the neck in heat lookin' for sweet Ladies in the so they can meet
Somebody to body makin' a it to grandma an' makin' her crazy I'm a MC protector, U.S. South African wrecker
Panther power, you can it in my arm y'all I'm a timebomb Tickin', tockin', all about Makin' much dollars the crazy one's clockin'
The rhythm to shake the house down Bounce to the is sound the crown The man, the enemy, King, no thing All to the force of my swing
Like Ali Frazier, in Manila A pinpoint point microphone killer am I No to lie, got the Flavor Flave To prove I'll win and if not the
I'll pick up, up, put your whole shack up Just to lose the bet, emcee stick up This is the wiz but the not his, it's mine One time let the shine
And I'm you, yelling at you you're through Don't think you're grown your mustache grew I'm one you know it weighs a ton And I'll be the burger you can be the bun,
Surroundin' my steady poundin', get on down to my funky And rock the rhythm rhyme one time mind Rhythm roll, two control The mauler and the of your doom And I'm ready to leave, you're gonna know I go boom
Three times y'all rhythm and rock you'll that the D is on the block Four y'all and never ever the whack It's the hour to the minute, to blow black