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