Hey Chuck, we got non-believers out there
Yo, we gotta do about that man Yo, we gotta get Yo, we let 'em know what time 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 is my kind of news Pop your tape in, put car in cruise I never heard the boos, I never booze 'Cause I just rock the rhythm left the blues
The L.I. mystique, you to peek A look and then you know that never weak I you can't wait, it's never too late No fear I'm here and everything is
Cycles, cycles, runs in cycles New is old, no, I'm not no The monkey on the back makes the excel The in the crowd makes the best rock well
The people in the back you know who's whack And those who lack the odds are The one who makes the money is not black You might not it but it is like that
you come to my show watch me throw Down the other brothers toe to toe When you a move, new not used 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 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 Homeboys in lookin' for sweet Ladies in the crowd so can meet
Somebody to body a baby Givin' it to grandma an' makin' her I'm a MC protector, U.S. African government wrecker
Panther power, you can it in my arm Lookout y'all I'm a Tickin', tockin', all rockin' Makin' dollars while the crazy one's clockin'
The rhythm to the house downy down Bounce to the ounce is sound the The man, the enemy, King, no thing All fall to the of my swing
Ali Frazier, Thriller in Manila A pinpoint point blank killer am I No to lie, got the Flavor Flave To prove win and if not the save
pick up, rack up, put your whole shack up Just choose to the bet, emcee stick up This is the wiz but the mike's not his, mine One time let the shine
And I'm you, yelling at you you're through Don't think you're grown 'cause mustache grew I'm number one you it weighs a ton And be the burger you can be the bun, girl
Surroundin' my steady poundin', get on to my funky sound And rock the rhythm rhyme one time mind Rhythm roll, two control The mauler and the caller of doom And when I'm ready to leave, you're know I go boom
Three y'all rhythm 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