Tonart: G major
Verse 1
Abm
What we have here is a very
serious delicate situation
Eb
Lots of people out here always
Abm
ridin' the dick hmmph
Abm
I like your style I like your stride
And I like your motivation
Eb
But the Late Show we ain't
standin' for that shit
Abm
So my man right here he wrote
a little song about it
Verse 2
Why don't you sing it
Eb
Ring the alarm here comes the Com
Abm
Call me Mr. Hollywood, check it out!
Eb
Ring the, alarm, here comes, the Com
Abm
Call me Mr. Hollywood
On the Goodship, Lollipop
Pop goes the lolli lolli, for I'm, the Jolly
Abm
he- llo? Is anybody there?
Eb
I'm not a step, so don't stare
Because I Rock- well I always feel like
Abm
I always feel like,
Somebody's Watchin Me
Ooh, Somebody's Watchin Me
that that that nigga that sweat my shit
I say say say,
Abm
"Black get off the 'zack,
You block my urinal tract"
Eb
I gotta go pee- pee,
yo you don't know me
Abm
You're just a New Kid on My Jock,
tip- seekin' and you're phony
Eb
It's my little pony and you
cannot get a ride
Abm
So when you see me homey,
just please just step aside
Step aside,
not talkin' wlidside, I'm comin' from the Southside
Where the ruffnecks reign,
if you can't stand it, don't go outside
Eb
Cause it's hot I got the stuff to call your
Abm
bluff and pull your card
And nowadays it's all these dick kids,
that want to be hard
You're fraudulent,
I can tell a pussy by his scent
So sorry, but the van got tipped
And out is how I'm lookin',
Eb
I'm lookin' out for my people
Abm
I'm fly like I'm fly like but
Eb
me don't have no eagle
Beat the beater with the juice,
how far would you go to
Abm
You're never gonna get
it, woo- wooh- wooh- woo!
Eb
You wasn't down from the +Jump+, so
why you want to Kris Kross?
Abm
You no business buyin,
Eb
insecure junkyard motherfucker
Abm
Get lost, 'cause youse a sucker
Eb
Interlude 1
Abm
Eb
Abm
Eb
Abm
Eb
Verse 3
Eb
We really lucky we got
Abm
'em, you can spot 'em
From a distance,
now let's just say FOR INSTANCE
Eb
You got a crank gettin' ganked for
Abm
his bank by some snake
Little wench,- is you is, or is you ain't
Abm
You gotta gotta be, gotta be,
to let the shit occur
Eb
Gettin' pimped, by a hoe,
that ain't too proud to beg, for your dough
Abm
She get your money mo money
mo money money mo!
Eb
I couldn't go out like that if it was
my first day off of punishment
Abm
Just call me Kaopectate, in relationships,
I'm runnin' shit
Eb
So don't be comin' to me with that,
"We can go out, you pay"
Abm
Eb
Cancel that bitch, it's the,
Unamerican way
This is the circumcision,
and skins is gettin' cut off
Abm
Ridin' on my shit, just to get they nut off
Eb
NOT, no cops, just low- downs want a lick
Abm
If you ain't down with the 'Van,
Dyke, get off the Dick
Eb
Cause I remember the time,
the time, the time you tried
Abm
To play me like I was booty but now
Eb
you're just a groupie
Sweatin' me uh, sweatin' me uh
Abm
Tellin' me when I get big don't
be forgettin' me uh
Eb
But forget you, forgot you,
after, I rock you
Abm
It's Blo Pop time bitch,
you better set your clock
Eb
Abm
To the charms alarm
Eb
Abm
Eb
Abm
Verse 4
Abm
Why'd the sucker MC sucker
Abm
Ab
Abm
To get to the other side?!
Eb
Why'd the sucker MC sucker
MC cross the road?
Abm
To get to the other side,
now check it out
Eb
I got the pep in my step,
the slide in my glide
when I let my backbone slip
Eb
Some shake it to the East, I'm shakin' West,
well I'ma shake your mid
Abm
And I'ma get you suckaz, just give me one side,
Eb
I barbeque the mouths hey,
I barbeque the mouths
Abm
Cause mom always said,
Eb
don't play wack in the house!
So take that garbage to the backyard
"Everybody want to want to rap hard"
Eb
Before you wasn't hardcore,
so Sonic why ya flipped?
Abm
How you gonna hop when you
ain't hip?
Eb
You found rap, on a two- way street,
and lost it
Abm
On a parkway, I ain't sayin' no names,
yo Rico Suave
Eb
Fuckin' goons fakin' stab wounds,
I need to shank the crank
Abm
Elvis Presley Jr.,
tryin' to be somethin' that you ain't
No daps, y'all are hoes, y'all go on stage
And take off all your clothes,
Abm
then you,- strike a pose
Eb
You knows and I knows,
that's how you sell your record
Because your shit is butt,
Abm
you gotta get naked!
Eb
But you're wack, you're wack,
Abm
showin' your body to me
Eb
I said you're wack, you're wack,
Abm
showin' your body to me
Eb
You got no Soul man,
Eb
and you need to get a Pound
Abm
Cause you, ain't, ah- really down
Abm
With true hip- hop you suckers
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