I said, "yo, This is a mic test" Are you ready for the two skinnee likeness? You gotta look hard to find Cause we are not high profile Can't catch us cause we go high speed mobile So accept your fate, You're on the skinnee time We're copping cold jams As the riff*ge for the rhyme We are the rap band Who puts the band back in rap So stand back And accept the slap or our tunes They line the table Cause to the ears they're food Easy to swallow cause they come pre-chewed My rhymes are unsightly, I say them uptightly, But don't take me lightly Cause we know you be sight we Come to the stage, Rock the mic cause we like it Got out of our cage We got flaws we don't hide it We're humble when we stumbe, Not a king of the jungle Just tumble out the tunes That you've never heard before Hip hoppin, Hard rockin, foot stompin gore You've heard us once, n Ow you gotta here some more We've got some business That we got to fix So we brought our skinnee posse And our big fat mix We got gainful employment so we don't have to rob And if you buy our tape then we can quit our job I ain't punching a clock And i ain't wearing a tie Gonna do the skinnee business Till the day i die Pay attention to my speakin As i rock your intellect Come get your daily dose Like an oral contraceptive Respect this, Cause i k** the ill at they conception Let the skinnee vibe as we strive for perfection Use my tongue to kick it like kung fu, shinobi Found the fiends were hounding me Like ahab to moby I don't have no time to waste on bug competition Put it all into rhyme, even the sink in the kitchen I go on and on Until my mission is completed Foes are defeated, Mistakes are deleted It's the tower of my life that i'm trying to erect Over the blueprints of my sould i'm the skinnee architect So listen Cause this one's for the people of the planet We be brother and sister, Like tito and janet I'm skinnee and i slam it So please baby, please With these i get my soul on And then the skinnee's roll on There's no business Like skinnee business, Like no business i know I got no business with that ho Business Cause that ho business Gotta go I trade a ho for a ho ho, Twinkie or a ring ding, Onion ring, Six pack Big mac Snack attack, I like food and betties, I'm hungry and i'm sweaty, And i'm ready to get on With my business We've got some business That we got to fix So we brought our skinnee posse And our Big Fat Mix We got gainful employment so we don't have to rob And if you buy our tape then we can quit our job I ain't punching a clock And i ain't wearing a tie Gonna do the skinnee business till the day i die