People!
It feels so good to be back!
Ladies and gentleman
Introducing the new me
Improved youth
No fool
Never been the type to bendge or budge
The wrong button to push, no friend of bush
I`m the centerpiece, you`re a maltice, i`m a pitbull off his leash
All this peace-talkin cease
All these people i had to leave in limbo
I`m back now and i`ve come to release this info
I`ll be brief and let me just keep shit simple
Cannabitch, don`t want no beef with slim, NOO!
Not even on my radar
So won`t you please jump off my dick, lay off and stay off
and follow me cuz i put these crayons to chaos
from seance to seance.
So come on now
Let`s all get on down
Doh si doh now
We gon have a good old time
Don`t be scurd cuz thur ain`t nuttin` to wurr `bout
Let your hair down
Square dance
Let your hair down to the track, yeh, kick on back (BOO!)
The boogie-monster of rap, yea the man`s back
With a plan to ambush this bush administration
Moosh the senate`s facin`, push this generation
Of kids to stand and fight for the right to say somethin
You might not like, this white hot light that i`m under
No wonder i look so sunburnt,
Oh no, i won`t leave no stone unturned
Oh no, i won`t leave one goin` nowhere
Doh-si-soh oh! yo! ho! hello there!
Oh yeh! don`t think i won`t go there
Go to Beirut and do a show there
Yeh you laugh till your motherfuckin` ass gets drafted
When you`re in bed here thinkin` the draft can`t happen
`Til you fuck around gettin anthrax napkin
Inside a package wrapped in saranwrap wrappin`
Open the plastic, and then you stand back gaspin`
Fuckin` assassins hijackin` amtrack`s crashin`
All this terror, america demands action
Next thing you know, you`ve got uncle sam`s ass askin`
To join our army, or what you do for their navy
You just a baby gettin` recruited at 18
You`re on a plane now eatin` that food and that baked beans
I`m 28, they gon take you `fore they take me
Crazy insane or insane crazy?
When i say Hussein, you say shady!
My views ain`t changed to lean humane way
Arraigned two days late, the date`s today
Hate me
Chorus 2x:
Nothing moves me more than a groove that suits me
Nothing suits me more than a groove that boosts me
Nothing boosts me more or suites me beautifully
There`s nothing you can do to me, stab me, shoot me
Physcotic hypnotic product I gotta take antibotic
Ain`t nobody hotter and so on and yada yada
Gotta talk alot of hum-hei-la-da-da-der
Oochie walla-walla-mmm-de-da-da but you gotta gotta
Keep moving there`s more music to make
Keep making new shit, produce hits to break
The monotony whats gotten into me?
Drugs, rock and hennesey, thug like I`m Pac on my enemies
On your knees, got you under siege
Somebody you would give a lung to be
Hungry like a fucking younger me
Fuck the fee, I can get you jumped for free
Yeah, buddy, laugh its funny, I have the money
To have you killed by somebody who has nothing
Im past bluffing, pass the K-Y
Let`s get ready for some intense serious ass fucking
Chorus 2x
Dr Dre wont you square dance with me?!
Nasty Nas wont you square dance with me?!
X to the Z wont you square dance with me?!
Busta Rhymes wont you square dance with me?!
Cannabitch won`t square dance with me
Cannabitch won`t square dance with me
Canibus dont want no parts o` me
Dirty Dozen wont you square dance with me
Yeeeeha!
