Can I Kick It?

[Chorus]Can I kick it? (yes you can) {*3X*}Well I'm gone (go on then)Can I kick it,to all my people who get wicked like Sage doesbefore this did you know what my real name wasPaul Francis acting like he's on the same drugsNever even felt the authects of a strange buzzYou never ever catch me holding a beer mugYour talking shit like as if you was a real thugif that's true lick a shot BUCK feel the slugthat's what you get for totin guns like you were Elmer FuddI'm selling tapes for three bones wanna catch a dub?this shit is dope kid it makes you wanna cut the rugilluminati's got every part of my body buggedthe micro chip is in your wrist now give it a tugbe nice to females give a bitch a hugTriple X style comin cleaner than your tubyou better tell your girl about it because she's a scrubA big problem that i had to nip in the buddroppin me her seven digits while i'm in the clubtalkin bout I look I need a back rubson she's a natural disaster like a flash floodi ain't playin dawg you better go test her blooduntil your positive she's negative don't make no lovewith or without a glove, you know what i'm speaking ofthe cub scouts try and jump into the brownies' shrubsbehind the bush turn a back push into a shovewhat you thinkin tryin bring the underground above?AOI make you cry like a dove, for that shit, for that shitCome on, Come on(chorus)