yo Kid 'N Play, what's up? What's up with Vanilla Ice and Luke Skywalker tryin to dis y'all What y'all soft or something? Ha, what's up? [Play] Crazy
his head So they hired a hitman to put his head to bed And then his head started flippin He was slippin [VERSE 3: Kid & Play] Well, Kid 'N Play can preach
) Who is it?! Bill's at the door (Kid 'N Play) (pass the peas) [repeated] (...now everybody say) [Sadat X] (Pete Rock from the Vernon) [VERSE 3: Kid & Play
on the mic to play I write rhymes with addition and algebra Mental geometry don't even come at me Talk'n that weak and popin' that bullshit Get out my face
the coppers Stiff bodies on freeze in funeral parlors From the slums I come up a phoenix caked up Tryna take what I'm eatin? ?n? came up a dismissive kid
imitation white eliminate the fools ghouling imitation ice my music for your soul, inspiration for your life every dime made in his life more disastrous help my young n
open up. Psycho Les: I just got this product transported for essay, Gea, connect to say who ? Kid coming at your speakers, is the same kid that be like
[Intro: Proof] Drug nation, we know no denial We are fuckin drug addicts, ha ha! Don'tcha? Yes! Don'tcha? Yes! Don'tcha? Gotta do it - Kurt Cobain! [
[Proof] Drug nation, we know no denial We are fuckin drug addicts, ha ha! Don'tcha? Yes! Don'tcha? Yes! Don'tcha? Gotta do it - Kurt Cobain! [Proof
for mine, shave the seashore Ship-shape, crushed Grapes, Apes that play tapes Papes make drakes, baked for the wakes Of an L-ah, an E-ah, simply just a leader Bass in his face
now It's just another pay cut my mind made up Unnecessary lay-ups You can still win n got a rich n star player F-ck a hater still remain-a-self-made n
on a kid that made a knot Let's get him for all he got I approached him slow like I was a base head Put the fo-fifth to his face and said You see those
with, played stickball with Now-a-days they like papi on some frontin shit Fuck noreaga, now I'm melvin flynt Yo the hustler, I ain't a player, I'm just
on the mic To play I write rhymes With addition and algebra Mental geometry Don't even come at me Talk'n that weak and Popin' that bullshit Get out my face
Years Me And My Dogs Just Show No Fear Ambition, Determination, Got me Lacing The Nation With This Click Clacking Base That You Got in Your Face Haha
the tickets down, My Rolex style don't mean shit now It's just another pay cut my mind made up Unnecessary lay-ups You can still win n got a rich n star player
(feat. Rude Jude) [Intro: Proof] Drug nation, we know no denial We are fuckin drug addicts, ha ha! Don'tcha? Yes! Don'tcha? Yes! Don'tcha? Gotta
