The Way of Rhyme

I'm the quicker gripper ripper

On a track like this

The miggity-mac never slacks

And I'm packing the gift

I've got more flavor than Life Savers

Every day I create

Some of the wiggity-slyest rhymes

That you ever heard from one

I ain't the type to be slept on

The type to be crept on

And those who think I am can step on

For every move you make

I got a trick

And my tracks got more kicks

Than a Bruce Lee flick

I like my pants to sag

Make you say

"Dag, uh! That little nigga is so bad."

The capital capital K's don't play, we amaze

And make you move & groove

In so many different ways

'Jump! Jump!' was the first episode

To put you in the mode

And let you know I flow

Like that y'all (that y'all)

Like that y'all (that y'all)

Like that-a-tha-that, a-like that y'all (that y'all)

Every everybody wants to know (what?!)

Where I get my get my funky funky flow (yo!)

Straight from the ghetto and I'm fierce like a dragon

Hat to the back and my pants keep saggin'

Here I go again movin' your adrenaline

Totally totally totally krossed out

Can you comprehend?

Wait a minute, drop a old school beat

Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!

Tupa-tupa girl scooper, that's what I be

Girl-stoppin', ghetto-talkin', it's the mac daddy

I got a flow

(You got a what?)

I got a flow

I got a flow

(You got a what?)

I got a flow

On the playground I say now

You won't see me swinging

Skin tight clothes

And you don't be singing

Daddy don't do dat. Dad do rap

So please don't get passed to the whack

I got a flow

(You got a what?)

I got a flow

I got a flow

(You got a what?)

I got a flow

I got a flow

(You got a what?)

I got a flow

I got a flow

(You got a flow?)

So let it go

(Yeah)

Me bein' the mac means I'm all that

I could do this and that

And none of it ever comes out whack

And never have you ever seen

A MC this size this tough

You might have seen some kids

But they wasn't this rough

I'm the type you don't want to touch

Tangle or tamper with

Your rhymes are doo-doo

Like a two-day-old pampers, kid

So spark off and tie

Catch if I hit the do'

And take your wiggity-whack

Style to the sto'