Hey Chuck, we got non-believers out there
Yo, we gotta do somethin' about 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 Abdul No who you are when I'm up to par I betcha go hip hop, or hurrah
But the ahhs and ohhs is my kind of Pop your tape in, put car in cruise I heard the boos, I never drank booze I just rock the rhythm left alone the blues
The L.I. mystique, you to peek A and then you know that we're never weak I know you wait, it's never too late No fear I'm here and everything is
Cycles, cycles, life in cycles New is old, no, I'm not no The on the back makes the best excel The people in the crowd makes the best well
The people in the back lets you know whack And those who the odds are stacked The one who makes the money is white not You might not 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 bust a groove
A fat lady soprano, my ammo Hear my jam a funky piano Easy on the wall but hard on the A fool smokes Kools 'cause he on Camels
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 can meet
to body makin' a baby Givin' it to an' makin' her crazy I'm a MC protector, U.S. South government wrecker
Panther power, you can it in my arm Lookout y'all I'm a Tickin', tockin', all about Makin' much dollars while the crazy one's
The to shake the house downy down to the ounce is sound the crown The man, the enemy, Public King, no All fall to the force of my
Like Ali Frazier, Thriller in A pinpoint point blank microphone am I No to lie, got the Flavor Flave To I'll win and if not the save
I'll pick up, rack up, put whole shack up Just choose to lose the bet, emcee up This is the wiz but the mike's not his, it's One time let the star
And I'm tellin' you, yelling at you through Don't think you're 'cause your mustache grew I'm number one you it weighs a ton And I'll be the you can be the bun, girl
my steady poundin', get on down to my funky sound And rock the rhythm rhyme one time your Rhythm roll, two control The mauler and the of your doom And when I'm ready to leave, gonna know I go boom
times y'all rhythm rhyme and rock Then you'll that the D is on the Four times y'all and never ever the It's the hour to the minute, time to blow