Hey Chuck, we got non-believers out there
Yo, we do somethin' about that man Yo, we gotta get Yo, we gotta let 'em know what it is
You go ooh and ahh when I in my car People me like Kareem Abdul 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 sneak to A look and you know that we're never weak I know you can't wait, it's too late No I'm here and everything is straight
Cycles, cycles, life in cycles New is old, no, I'm not no The monkey on the back makes the excel The people in the crowd the best rock well
The people in the back you know who's whack And who lack the odds are stacked The one who makes the money is white not You not believe it but it is like that
When you to my show watch me throw Down with the brothers toe to toe you make a move, new not used And watch the bro here bust a groove
A fat lady soprano, loads my Hear my jam with a piano Easy on the wall but on the panel A fool Kools 'cause he chokes on Camels
In effect the crew's in Run by the posse the gold around the neck Homeboys in heat for sweet Ladies in the so they can meet
Somebody to body makin' a Givin' it to grandma an' makin' her I'm a MC protector, U.S. South African wrecker
power, you can feel it in my arm Lookout y'all I'm a Tickin', tockin', all rockin' Makin' much dollars while the crazy one's
The rhythm to shake the house down Bounce to the is sound the crown The man, the enemy, King, no thing All fall to the force of my
Ali Frazier, Thriller in Manila A pinpoint point blank killer am I No need to lie, got the Flave To prove win and if not the save
pick up, rack up, put your whole shack up Just choose to lose the bet, stick up is the wiz but the mike's not his, it's mine One time let the star
And I'm tellin' you, yelling at you through Don't think grown 'cause your mustache grew I'm one you know it weighs a ton And I'll be the burger you can be the bun,
my steady poundin', get on down to my funky sound And rock the rhyme one time your mind Rhythm roll, two times The mauler and the caller of doom And I'm ready to leave, you're gonna know I go boom
Three times y'all rhythm rhyme and Then that the D is on the block Four times y'all and never ever the It's the hour to the minute, time to blow