Hey Chuck, we got some non-believers out
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 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 I just rock the rhythm left alone the blues
The L.I. mystique, you sneak to A look and then you know that we're never I know you can't wait, it's too late No fear I'm here and is straight
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 rock
The in the back lets you know who's whack And who lack the odds are stacked The one who makes the money is not black You not believe it but it is like that
When you come to my show me throw with the other brothers toe to toe When you make a move, new not And watch the bro here bust a groove
A fat lady soprano, my ammo Hear my jam a funky piano on the wall but hard on the panel A fool smokes Kools 'cause he on Camels
In the crew's in check Run by the posse with the gold around the Homeboys in lookin' for sweet Ladies in the so they can meet
Somebody to body a baby Givin' it to grandma an' makin' her I'm a MC protector, U.S. South African wrecker
Panther power, you can it in my arm Lookout y'all I'm a Tickin', tockin', all about much dollars while the crazy one's clockin'
The rhythm to shake the downy down Bounce to the ounce is the crown The man, the enemy, King, no thing All fall to the force of my
Like Ali Frazier, Thriller in A pinpoint point blank microphone am I No need to lie, got the Flave To prove I'll win and if not the
pick up, rack up, put your whole shack up Just to lose the bet, emcee stick up This is the wiz but the mike's not his, it's One time let the shine
And I'm tellin' you, at you you're through Don't you're grown 'cause your mustache grew I'm number one you know it a ton And be the burger you can be the bun, girl
Surroundin' my steady poundin', get on down to my sound And rock the rhythm rhyme one time your Rhythm roll, two times The and the caller of your doom And when I'm ready to leave, you're know I go boom
Three times y'all rhythm rhyme and you'll that the D is on the block Four times and never ever the whack the hour to the minute, time to blow black