Verse One:
B Glad like the bag I`m not mad like the hatter
On Anotha Level and I didn`t use a ladder
Listen up good call me short and it`s on
Bust you in the dome cuz I got little man`s syndrome
Always down to bone when Home Alone like the movie
Gettin mad groupies, Tina Tam and Suzie
Honies wanna groove me, cuz my flow is groovy
I never pay ends or get skins in a jacuzzi
The track is mighty phat to me
Ya loves the way I freaks the beat
Whenever it is I freaks the beat
Snaps come rolling back to me! *sung to Tootsie Roll commercial*
Verse Two:
What, is, really going on?
My, lyrics, rain like a storm
Oh yes, it sets quite a trend
I`m the one your girlie likes and you can`t stand it
Fresh cut come hottest, not at all modest
I`ma tell you right now, I gets no runs anonymous
Cut all the hoopla, end the propagandin
We rode the Soul Train, not left Bandstandin
Fans keep fannin, where`s my girl Shannon? Hot damn it
Now you understand it, aiyyo catch the Stones
Because it`s slammin
Verse Three: Booty Brown
I`m throwin up West coast in the niggaz faces
From the City of Angels, I know you know where the place it
They call me Rudy, the dark brown tutti
The dark brown booty with an afro and a mad flow I`m a rap pro
Play the right end, I`m into flippin hits
like flapjacks off of fat stacks as I max with Anotha Level
So dig it like like a shovel digs a ditch
A West coast rhyme without using the word .....
Verse Four: Bambino
I`m coming, I`m coming, I`m coming like this
Ballin up my fists and I`m not even pissed
I`m just hyped, the type, you gotsta believe in
The dog inside of me is hungry this is what I feed it
Marks and oreos, until we fill it up
The youngest hound of the Level does that make me a punk
Yup, shucks, I still get butt
Ask your local honey and she`ll tell you what`s up
Ohhh damn, you freak me so well
I used to hear it all the time from my old girl Mel
Now I`m living swell add her to my clientele
Can I get some thirst cuz it`s hot as hell
I kick some hoarse shit now I gots ta hay bail
Verse Five: Slim Kid Tre
Hey bail, check it out well
I gets up on the microphone and then I have to sail
like a ship, I`m on another motherf--kin tip
Got me? Here I go, copy
Yeah, so watch your back, black
Pharcyde`s here and we`ll never come wack
Making all the papes and comin by the stacks
I know Anotha Level got my motherf--kin back
Here to represent West coast
Burnin up the map like toast
Verse Six:
I feel the funk while Tre Rhymealinda`s
Before it`s all over, we all just spins the indo or the bud
Concentration is a must, occupation is to bust
So I bust, and then I bust
This shit is Phat, I`m hoping that
You can comprehend, the flavors that we blend
You know where to find me, come for the ride
On Anotha Level II the Pharcude
Verse Seven: Imani
Imani represents one of the funk fabulous
chillin freewheelin funkstaz, out the funky depths
of the West coast underground, umm, yo, so how that sound?
I be rippin, rappin, with Anotha Level, rippin
Rappin with the Freestyle Fellowshippin, and the Waskalz
Giving niggaz assholes, cuz niggaz don`t understand
My s--t be in demand so I`m holdin niggaz to WalkMan`s
papers, if you slept on me you know you catch the Vapors
I got my nigga Fat Lip with me, yo
He ain`t around so what am I gonna do G?
What am I gonna do man??? DAMN!!!
Yo whassup man? You wanna rap?
Can you rap whassup?
You look a nigga that can`t rap, but I think you might be able
