Whether in a penthouse or a cave dweller
I can tell you `bout now I`m not a fortune teller
Grab a treat from Yosi my muffin seller
Got mad technique like Rudy Van Gelder
And yes I got a plan I`m a carry out it
Yes I`m pro-choice I`m a scream and shout it
Yes I love life and I try not to doubt it
Yes I`m gonna party `cause I`m `bout it `bout it
When it rains I don`t use an umbrella
When I write rhymes, I use indeli-ble ink
That will make you think
Flowing like water that you love to drink
NOW get busy
Sweet like a ??? filled with Nutella
Creamy like buffalo mozzarella
Sneaking around you know I smell ya
Well I play ya like a peanut and throw the shell ya
Well I could give a fuzz if ya think you`re a baller
I gets `em ??? ?? well you fall smaller
Middle school rapper and a proud yes y`aller
If ya think about your grandma go ahead call her
From the East Coast so I don`t say hella
At the mic stand my performance is stellar
Pop the tape in and I listen to fella
I give a little shout to Nelson Mandela
NOW get busy
Known for the words that make you scream and holler
I`m Count Dooku to your Queen Amidala
Give a shout to Spiro or John Waller
I`m a student of the game and a bona fide scholar
So ease up on the bong to ease that coughin`
Butter`s on the table now watch it soften
Bring in those beats and I`m a bring them often
I`m a keep rappin` when I`m in my coffin
Like a mind gone mad that is unwinding
In a padded room the walls you`re climbing
Don`t sign on the line if it looks binding
Ya have to get loose and find the lining