s home, fuckin wit the clique, shit Imagine if Blueman was there, oh my god I know that's somethin for the ward and the fair Oh yeah, if you bump into my nigga Rubble Tell him me
a scary body Oh but I know, you don't hear me boy It's gon take som'ing bad to happen, for you to feel me boy But I'm so sick and tired, of teaching
just got out of jail tonight Oh, we came to start a fight, break 'em off something rough Take it back to the streets nigga, make 'em say ughh (Make 'em say ughh) So me
entire galaxy Busta Rhymes and the whole entire Flipmode Squad Back at y'all motherfuckers in 1997 Hah, When Disaster Strikes, When Disaster Strikes Take
. (4x) For years homeboy, for years.... [baby beesh] Now if you wanna battle me then it's on, I'm blowed while I'm creeping up whip out my tek so now
weed, pass the blunts Your eyes red, you got the munchies How you like me now, gold teeth when I smile Try to take me out the ghetto but I'm still buck
weed, pass the blunts Your eyes red, you got the munchies How you like me now, gold teeth when I smile Try to take me out the ghetto but I'm still buckwild
bwoys know me Hold up, there go Wayne, everybody be quiet Oh, my God he's drivin' from the passenger's side Million dollar conversation when I talk I'm
Khujo in a motherfuckin' studio And gettin' crunk, bumpin' in a trunk And rap when I wanna rap so where my real niggas at Oh, Lord I'm Sugar Sugar please, take
it get wet enough for me, I'ma let it rip Now bring it to me, toot it up, don't grab me She said, ooh woo, you doing that, daddy Now take it out, put
a lady And you could never pay me I'm from uptown baby I wake up in the mornin', take a piss and wash my hands Take a knee and thank the Man, then get back
did it, I did that I can't take that back, so beat yo feet black Oh, y'all gone remember me, 'cause me ain't no joke Me do what me does, 'cause ain'
me well they can catch me be on the block In all black with a glock and a mouth full of rocks Muthafuckin cop straight fillin still totin glocks I'm
m ak'n bad, ak'n bad, yes I am, yes I am I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad I'm ak'n bad, ak'n bad, we ak'n bad [
still I'm in your face screamin' 9th ward nigga And I'm a 17 survivor hustlin' for the bucks You niggas is scared of me, afraid of me You don't want our
, oh they do leave body dimples Attack your whole staff like a pack full of pit bulls You simple, I'm complex And coming on next, oh take a wild guess
,' call me your leader I feel bad I gotta murder that dude from "Leave It To Beaver" I used to like that show, now you got me to "fight back" mode But oh
, vocals) George duke (keyboards, vocals) Bruce fowler (trombone) Tom fowler (bass) Chester thompson (drums) The adventures of greggery peccary! Oh,