Another One To Get Jealous Of

Me and Marley Marl, we are resented, ya know?

Because of the beats and the rhymes we invented

To cold dis another's a thing that we love

So here's another one to get jealous of

Do it ya

Do it ya

MC's that I battled are the MC's I defeat

Now you say you took me out, now how that sound?

Do it ya

Kazookie-zang

Kazookie-zang

Kazookie-zang-bong-baga-dung-dang (2x)

Once I'm done puttin heads to rest

I sit back and puff a spliff of buddha bless

See, in days of old mi rhyme went gold

The music, it wasn't recommended

Man used to sit on seat and tap out a beat

And went away feeling relieved

Hey ya

But soon after our rhyme is invented

And put together, it sound contented

And rhymin a-fi work

I tell you rhymin, yes it a-fi work

Bang-dang-dilli-dilli-dilli

MC's, dem like to bite the things you say

Others come along and like the beats you play

You know that's cold considered a dissin of work, ya know?

I don't deal with negativity and thing and thing

I'm the MC, and I'm also cool

Jacuzzi in my crib size of your pool

Sent di butler for my midnight treat

Rug so plush ya can't see ya feet

If ya come and visit if you choose

It's a must at the door that you leave your shoes

Don't obey and you'll have to go

Some didn't listen till my gun went bo!

Rock the house a little bit

Rub-a-dub

Michigan and Smiley

And di Yellowman

And MC Shan and Marley

Ya know

The house is packed every place I play

But let me tell ya bout this jam one day

>From the very first time I walked through the door

I see the people rub-a-dubbin on the floor

Played the wall, a man came past

Oh my God, dem puttin fire to glass!

I dipped, I bobbed, I weaved, I shook

I hear ya pump it one time and from there you're hooked

It make you sell your car, your house, your ring

Have you flying through the clouds and you don't have wings!

He passed it to me, I said, "No," him said, "Why?"

My boy jumped up and said, "I'll give it a try"

>From the very first time he ignited the flame

My homeboy wasn't actin insane

I tapped him on the shoulder and I said, "Let's go"

He looked at me and replied with, "No"

I said, "Fuck it," and left him there

The torch, the pipe, the base, the chair

I came back five days from then

To my surprise I seen my friend

To let you know what this thing does

He was sitting in the very same spot he was

I walked over, "Want more?" he said

Pipin hot my man dropped dead

His head hit the table, the pipe hit the floor

But I'll mention that di man won't base no more!

Bo!

Kazookie-zang

Kazookie-zang

Kazookie-zang-bong-baga-dung-dang

Hey man, let me tell ya, man

True story, no bloodclot

???? when his head hit the floor, man

Everyone cried for the coroner

Some picked up di pipe and said

"Man, dem leave em on the floor just like he lay, ya know?"

Picked up dem crumb and put it in di pipe and fuckin pissed off, ya dig, man

Oh my God, bloodclot!

Man puttin fire to di glass thing, man

And say, "Scotty! Scotty! Where ya at, Scotty?"

To the transporter room, ya know?

"Beam me! Beam me!

Beam me, blood!

Beam me, bloodclot!"