Hey Chuck, we got non-believers out there
Yo, we do somethin' about that man Yo, we get stupid Yo, we gotta let 'em know time it is
You go ooh and ahh when I in my car People treat me like Kareem Jabbar No who you are when 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 alone the
The L.I. mystique, you to peek A look and then you that we're never weak I know you wait, it's never 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 makes the excel The people in the crowd the best rock well
The people in the back lets you 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 watch me 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, loads my Hear my jam a funky piano Easy on the wall but on the panel A fool smokes Kools 'cause he chokes on
In the crew's in check Run by the with the gold around the neck in heat lookin' for sweet Ladies in the crowd so they can
to body makin' a baby Givin' it to grandma an' makin' her I'm a MC protector, U.S. South government 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 downy Bounce to the ounce is the crown The man, the enemy, King, no thing All fall to the force of my
Like Ali Frazier, in Manila A pinpoint point blank 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 the bet, emcee stick up This is the wiz but the not his, it's mine One time let the star
And I'm tellin' you, at you you're through Don't think you're grown your mustache grew I'm number one you know it a ton And I'll be the burger you can be the bun,
Surroundin' my poundin', get on down to my funky sound And rock the rhythm rhyme one your mind roll, two times control The mauler and the caller of doom And when I'm ready to leave, you're gonna I go boom
Three times y'all 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 black