Def Squad, J. Ha, com-bust-ya-ble, huh
Erick, I'm back again, full fledged American flag in here so pledge A few of y'all sold some albums, congrats The game in trouble, I rescue rap Yo, I'm a hero! I feel the same way Like the folks involved with Zero And owe me boy, I'm dead serious This year my better blow to oblivious
Yo, did you weight? Yeah, I got stamina Profile me like this and hold the I'm alone, so what y'all do? Take over your faciliy I'm John Q I mics, I Chris Rock, I Kid Rock I the house like I'm Run Rap conniseur, I rock John velour B-boy stance and hardcore E-Dub, real name, no Your style is over, finito, You a parasite, type germ You a MC in layman terms, and
We care nuttin 'bout you Yeah, we don't care, we come up in the sayin', oh yeah Oh yeah, your hands in the air Oh yeah,
We care nuttin 'bout you Yeah, we care, we come up in the spot sayin', oh yeah Oh yeah, your hands in the air Oh yeah,
Yeah, I got a record, I spit fouls E don't stop, keep it grinding, puts it fo' sho' (Grinding) My figgedy flow is siggedy, yo Watch me biggedy blow, and niggedy know It's Def Squeezy, thirteen in rap And now it's easy, I do to please me Yo, I through so crazy I'm a, "Stun'na" M. Fresh and Baby Got more than Kay Bee, me and my yung'uns
down before you receive a summons And get hit for speeding, I a switch off a tree You catch a beating for y'all (Yeah!) Shame on you, you step to, huh The Green Eyed Bandit, you on candid Rob J. Timberlake, I got I'm in now, ohh wow Yeah, 'cause that's how it is, and how I'm livin' I bring turmoil like Mike and Givens And watch me go off off A yes, yes, y'all, and show off and off, and yes
We don't care nuttin you Yeah, we don't care, we come up in the sayin', oh yeah Oh yeah, throw your in the air Oh yeah,
Sermon, the word I to ya the airwaves so it can reach to ya The of rap ring, I'm David Tua The one knockout, your eyeballs pop out High dropout, I'm not gon' cop out I did the thing and now a truck I hop out "Fiesta" I'm down with R. Kelly
I'm, "Supa Fly" Missy Elliott I stay focused, keep the cycle Do me, proceed to rock the world Michael Without Chris Tucker, with no Brando Just give for J-Lo to handle So scream at me, holla, smoke Morse code, try a 2-way, or And I it to ya, all day in street Two turntables a mic and breakbeat,
We don't care 'bout you Yeah, we don't care, we up in the spot sayin', oh yeah Oh yeah, throw hands in the air Oh yeah,
You got about five seconds to get to the dance You got about two more to get to the dance floor