Allow me to display if I may
I`m ready to start (So am I) Well, OK
I`ve been held back for several years
I had a few squabbles, never shedded no tears
But like an uzi on the mic they call me Tone Capone
Slangin` down with your posse if you`re standin` alone
Cultivatin` all cities and tearin` up towns
I treat you like a king goin` for a rebound
When I`m on the mic, some say that I`m treacherous
They used to be the best - yeah, I bet you was
I never lost a battle, I ain`t never been beat
Go look on the sharp tombstones on the street
Suckas like you try to diss with nerve
But I slay you down and lay you down next to the curb
Now I`m all in flesh, blindin` the one that stare
I drop you on the pavement, leave you parked in the rear
I don`t need no protection so here`s a little lesson
When I leave the house, insured my Smif-N-Wessun
A .357, cold bobbin` off 11
It puts you in hell, or it could place you up in heaven
You lookin` for trouble, then it`s trouble I spark
But I`m tellin` you now, I get Loc`ed After Dark
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Doin` it after dark
Doin` it at the park
Oh yeah, Loc gets hard
Oh yeah, (?) gets hard
Freaks never cease, just to say the least
I`ll start mobbin` motherfuckers like a savage beast
I`m takin` my turn to make the mic burn
And when I`m teachin` class, there`s a lesson to be learned
Now I battle posses and tribes alike
Never battle out of hate; I always battle for spite
Cold jealous of me, the Westside man
The leader of the brothers, and killer of the Klan
But I don`t give a shit `cause my rhyme is legit
Cold put you in the yard and tie you up with my pit
`Cause when she starts to bite, that`s when I will ignite
The views of the party taken to new heights
I consider myself to be a part of the elite
Suave and debonaire because the rhyme is so sweet
Been causin` confusion, magician of illusion
You got a little, problem, here`s a solution
A winner never quits and a quitter never wins
So why you just gamblin` with dubs and fiends?
Remember what I say, it sticks like Krazy Glue
I`m tellin` you now, I`m not afraid of you
Look up in my face, I`ll tear your heart apart
And like I told you before, (what?) I get Loc`ed After Dark
Chorus 2x
MC`s, comin` out like thunder
I`ll make you see why Stevie had to Wonder
Is he fiction or is he a myth?
Naw, it`s just a dope rapper, you know Tone Smith
`Cause every time you hear my song your hands clap
The Chosen One, puttin` LA on the map
With no objection I plead my case
Tone Loc, full capacity, leavin` out of space
The ace contender will never surrender
When I rock a show you always remember
The one and only, superior to many
Me losin` a battle? Naw, I can`t remember any
Although, in the days, I may have lost one
Who the hell am I kiddin`, I ain`t been outdone
`Cause I`m the best, and I live out West
And if you want a dope song, I`ll play your request
It don`t take much to make a crowd live
Just some Boots and some droids and a little bit of slide
I step on stage and clear my hair
My next start, hmm, just a knock-up dare
No uzi ... my voice from the start
But you never know (why?) `cause I get Loc`ed After Dark
Chorus 2x
Yo Wop, wussup, why don`t you do me a little favor, man, why don`t you
scratch my back for me? (dj scratches) Ohh yeah. Little bit over to the
left. (dj scratches) Aaight, aaight, move it up now. (dj scratches)
Yeah. Now a little bit down. (dj scratches) Now a little bit higher.
(dj scratches)
Little bit over to the left, yeahhhhh. Ill Wop`s in the house.
We outta here. Yessss, hasta la negro.
Chorus till fade
