Get Out It Hear Me Out Kids Cant Live With Out And It Aint Nothing You Can Do Bout It Learn How To Bounce And Get Out It And Now Answer Me This. [Chorus
.. [B1] It's Big 1 son, Jamaica Queens is the turf And I'ma exploit, heaven and earth, for what it's worth It's the MC extrordinaire, the jewels glare
Smith You wanna hit? (You wanna hit?) Uhh, gimme an hour plus a pen and a pad Yo... I'm here to make a dollar out of fifteen cents And let my balls
clean Bitch I'm MC hammer.. I'm about cream I got 30 cars, hole lot of dancers I take them everywhere.. I'm MC Hammer Started selling dough, I'm too legit
[Intro: RZA] Wu-Tang worldwide, Wu-Tang, Bobby Digital worldwide wordlwide, word up, all y'all crab MC's out there Let me spark y'all like this one time
MC rhymes So I said this rhyme I'm about to say The rhyme was Meth and it went this way Yo, we took a test to become an MC All the withers in the crowd
, two dead lee like Brandon and Bruce MC's kick a verse, then I hand them a noose cause either way, once you run out of breath, it's certain death believe
up sheisters (?) with my cyanide Watch me go inside, please give me room, yo step aside, HA! Those who commit the ultimate crimes Bitches run around like snitches out
glocks and tecs And got you feeling hesitant to step on stage and represent It's your complex that rips and wrecks your confidence Creates paranoias inside