Dolemite

Yeah, yeah Right now we in the place to be Yeah, time to have some fun in this bitch (shit, yo) Ayo, deep in the projects where y'all can't come Juvenile life get treated just like scum Rap artists, they emerge on the surface Thus they be gifted with the architect tongue Disco ties is the force in these Punch and Quincy with a decent lease Bang G Dot in the ride, coke ass life We don't play with those niggas that's foul and trife We be on the bitties, sideburns and Chilies After the jam, you know we meet at the telly If they telly don't work then we take it to the roof This is way, way back when we was wearing the troops Eyes cosmicized, Colosseum Mall Gucci all on it, them Mickey Mouse walls Deep in the projects where y'all can't come Juvenile life get treated just like scum Rap artists, they emerge on the surface Thus they be gifted with the architect tongue Deep in the projects where y'all can't come Juvenile life get treated just like scum Rap artists, they emerge on the surface Thus they be gifted with the architect tongue So what you gon' tell me? Can't tell me, jack We been doing this shit way before crack (we gon' take 'em back, yo) Hit, hit new release, guaranteed to hit the streets Rhyme, rhyme all the time, never ever drop a dime Stop, stop doin' crime, still rockin' in my prime The way that I throw the shine, up your back, down your spine Bad, bad, super bad, always first, never last Swift, swift, swifter blast, hit 'em with the iron bat Throw 'em in a body cast, sweat burnin' in the gas Set fire to your ass, smoke a spliff of grass Ball playin' girl lane, on the mic I'm rhyme sprayin' M.c. Rock viciously, satisfaction guaranteed Or you get your money back, leave your girl, that's a wrap Hit spike like a bat, heel toe, how I tap Second round, second lap, in your town, check and trap Cock the beretta back, where my money at? Smack off your funny hat, always got the street the job Lay up in the honey hive, eggs on the sunny side Deep in the projects where y'all can't come Juvenile life get treated just like scum Rap artists, they emerge on the surface Thus they be gifted with the architect tongue Deep in the projects where y'all can't come Juvenile life get treated just like scum Rap artists, they emerge on the surface Thus they be gifted with the architect tongue So what you gon' tell me? Can't tell me, jack We been doing this shit way before crack Clap your hands, everybody (turn it up, turn in up) And everybody, clap your hands (yeah, yo Math) All the ladies, clap your hands (some-some-some-somebody) All the strong men, take a stand (somebody say, "Oh") One, two One, two, three Speakers so large cops coming to jam Tell everybody to leave, but we don't eat ham We keep on jamming 'til we hear that shot That be making the crowds run from off the block All my homies still fresh, dipped forever Louis Vuitton shit, silks and mad leathers Scotty Wotty on the mic The TVB, Big D in the house and Pewee B So what you gon' tell me? Can't tell me, jack We been doing this shit way before crack Deep in the projects where y'all can't come So Clap your hands, everybody And everybody, clap your hands All the ladies, clap your hands All the strong men, take a stand One, two One, two, three Look, I'm the magnificent G-O-D Throw your hands in the air like this and follow me I skip with the Ali's, Chef along three To all the ladies in the V.I.p., the Henny free She butterfly fly, lyrics sting like a killer bee Right-hand lean When I grab the mic and proceed to rock the party Peace to Naughty By Nature Love to date ya, of course I got a wife But I'm so undeniably nice, same my shit twice You deserve it, plus practice makes perfect Wishing on a star to find your merchant MC To the sea from tropic to the polar