Yo, word up, I’m talkin to youMakin dope rhymes, thats what I
doLike a madman, you know I’m bad, manI slam, a good goddamnWell
I concur so goddamn badlyI could just sit and sing the bluesBut
instead ill make a fist, yeahAnd make my own bad news yeahTake
my adviceYoull pay the priceMake it funky like thisGood
godDamnYo, what else is dissin meThats right, it’s pissin me
offRock me baby? what? You don’t mean that crapWhat the hell, if
it sellsDamn, you’re a sham,No thank you, maamBitchOh, I get
burned badlyI could just sit and sing the bluesBut instead ill
make a fist, yeahMake my own good news, yeahTake my adviceYoull
pay the priceMake it funky like thisGood goddamnI tell you
whatAlles klarHey