Sampled In 2-3 Break by The Beatnuts (Ft. Gab Gotcha), Crazy Legs by (hed) p.e., I'm Not Your Puppet by Hi-C (Compton), Druggie Fresh by Leak Bros (Ft. Tame One), Party by Kris Kross, I'm a Hit That by Fat Joe, How We Do It by Jazz Cartier, Tap the Bottle by Young Black Teenagers, Style Wars by Hijack, Is He Ill? by MF DOOM, This Is For The Homies by Rodney O, Same Old Shit by MC Ren, The Return of the Holy One by YZ (Rap), Bass by King T, Who I Am by Pacewon, All That by Original Flavor, Stop Snitchin by Ice Cube, Mirror Mirror by Smooth B (Ft. Prince Ital Joe), Stop Lyin' by Tha Dogg Pound, Slick Rick by Chip, Be Real by Kid Ink (Ft. DeJ Loaf), Right Up My Alley by MC Ren, Supa Emcees by De La Soul, The Ruler's Back by Slick Rick, South Bronx Shit by Showbiz & A.G., Ghost Writer by Skillz, Kit (What's the Scoop?) by Slick Rick, Holding You Down (Goin' In Circles) by Jazmine Sullivan, Look Who's Burnin' by Ice Cube, Teacher, Teacher by Slick Rick, King by Slick Rick, I Shouldn't Have Done It by Slick Rick, Richter Scale by EPMD, GD&TOP - High High (English translation) by Genius English Translations, D.E.F.
Ah yeah Uh, uh, you know what La-di-da-di La-di-da-di La-di La-di You know what, yo, peep this La-di-da-di, we like to party We don't cause trouble, we don't bother nobody, we're Just some men that's on the mic And when we rock up on the mic we rock the mic (Right) For all of y'all keeping y'all in health Just to see you smile and enjoy yourself 'Cause it's cool when you 'cause a cozy condition That we create, 'cause that's our mission So listen to what we say Because this type of shit, it happens every day I woke up around ten o'clock in the morning I gave myself a stretch up, a morning yawning Went to the bathroom to wash up Had some soap on my face and my hand upon a cup I said, "Um, mirror, mirror on the wall Who is the top choice of them all?" There was a rumble jumble, five minutes it lasted The mirror said, "You are, you conceited bastard!" But that's true, that's why we never have no beef So then I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth Used Oil Of Olay 'cause my skin gets pale And then I got the files for my fingernails Due to the night and on my behalf I put the bubbles in the tub so I could have a bubble bath Clean, dry was my body and hair I threw on my brand new Gucci underwear For all the girls I might take home I got the Johnson's Baby Powder and the Polo cologne Fresh dressed like a million bucks Threw on the Bally shoes and the fly green socks Stepped out my house stopped short, oh no I went back in, I forgot my Kangol And then I dilly (dally), I ran though a (alley) I bumped into my old girl (Sally) from the (valley) This is a girl plays hard to get so I said "What's wrong?" 'cause she looked upset, she said "It's all because of you I'm feeling sad and blue You went away and now my life is filled with rainy days And I love you so, how much you'll never know 'Cause you took your love away from me" Now what was I to do She's crying over me and she was feeling blue I said, um, "Don't cry, dry your eye Here comes your mother with those two little guys" Her mean mother stepped up, said to me "hi" Looked Sally in the face and decked her in the eye Punched her in the belly and stepped on her feet Slammed the child on the hard concrete The bitch was strong, the kids was gone Something was wrong, I said "What is going on?" I tried to break it up, I said "Stop it, leave her" She said "If I can't have you, she can't either" She grabbed me closely by my socks So I broke the hell out like I had the chicken pox, but She gave chase, she caught up quick She put a finger in the face of MC Rick She said, "Why don't you give me a play So we can go cruising in my OJ? And if you give me that OK I'll give you all my love today Ricky, Ricky, Ricky, can't you see? Somehow your words just hypnotize me And I just love your jazzy ways Oh, MC Rick, my love is here to stay!" And on and on and on she kept on The bitch been around before my mother's born I said, "Cheer up," I gave her a kiss I said, "You can't have me, I'm too young for you miss." She says, "No, you're not!" then she starts crying I says, "I'm nineteen," she said, " Stop lying! " I says, "I am, go ask my mother And with your wrinkled pussy, I can't be your lover !" To the tick tock ya don't stop To the tick tick ya don't quit Hit it!