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