I`m a swing it
Watch me bring it
To the next level
The graphic devils
Gettin` funky like the Nevilles
Brothers from the bayou,
So why you wanna trip
Just play the sideline kid
And wait for me to trip
`Cause I can feel it in the air tonight
But yo I`m not Phil Collins
I`m more like Henry Rollins
`Cause I search and destroy
Retoy with the plot
Tryin` to get what I got
Ya might get shot
Hot damn I`m a slam ya like ONYX
Then teach ya how to write a rhyme
Like hooked on Phonics
Mother Goose ain`t got shit on me
`Cause I get loose at the jam and wreck the whole party
I make em` jump and mosh
Oh my gosh
There slamin in the pit
When I`m kickin my shot
They`re buggin at the eyes
`Cause I got mad styles
And ain`t a damn thing funny
I get money in piles
Some people thought I died
That`s just a rumor though
Others thought I fell off
But now I`m numero uno
Dos not cuatro
word to Kool Kieth
I`m a break up your teeth
When I die (die)
Bury me (me)
Hang my balls from a cherry tree (tree)
Let them get ripe and take a bite
And if they don`t taste right then don`t blame D (D)
You need to quit swingin
The styles that I`m bringin
The funk knuckle dragon
The kids on the wagon
I`m not the 12 stepper
Don`t play me like a lepper
My mic sounds nice
But it`s not Salt-n-Pepa
Well it`s the man with the plan
To get all your skins
The tip of my dick is where the line begins
So hoe`s form a line
Take off that swine
Strip your ass butt naked
Let`s see if you can take it
`Cause I`ll make you feel...
LIKE A NATURAL WOMEN!
`Cause I keep it comin`
I`m the Everlastin`
Free style assasin
My soul and my goal is to bring a little passion
To your girl`s life like the Daily Sun
Throw her down on the bed
And tie her up wit ropes
I`m just another rager with a Dairy Face
Punk motherfuckers beef and rhyme my race
You need to step back kid and give me some space
So I can cold spark the party when I`m rockin the place
Danny Boy`s arrivin`
I Stand six five and a half, don`t laugh kid
The outlaw biker with my big shit kicker
On a highway to hell
`Cause I never tell
Well it`s the funk back breaker
We heat it up like Jamaica
Don`t bring your woman to the party cause I`ll take her
Hit the deck `cause I`m down with the Hoolis
I got a trunk full of funk like the groovy doolies
I`m not the man but I`ll asked who was he
Quick`s hot the hair do just like Ruth Buzzy
Runnin` `round town like ya been to jail son
But ya hit the swap meet to get your hair and your nail done
Get off my sack
`Cause your shit is wack
Ya dis me and I`m a dis ya back
I`m a swing it (X4)
