[Verse One] The entertainer who flips shows thats the bomb like 2 chicks Threw your acoustics when on stage I use wits To all ya dogs let it be known I abuse pitts Lyricists stay focus to burn while ya crew sits The truth its the one to break trees to tooth picks Even some chewsticks floating on cruise ships For battles I use whips without ya lyric proof kit You'll get bruised quick beat me s** a moose dick What are you stupid hyper then kids' on school trips I make groups quit troops split footage for news clips With babe ruth hits without ponch I produce chips Impact with bruce kicks you a jokes like spoof flicks All ya'll dreamers go head knock yaself out make ya boots click Hang like the loose lips on one of those lukes tricks If you ain't a a** i'll cut off ya toes till the shoe fits With more milk then a cow with 42 tits [Chorus] The show must go on If I ain't have a mic check and the sound ain't right yet Soundman The show must go on When there ain't a backstage but the crowds in a rage The show must go on If heads can't hear in the rear and wanna rock bring that sh** right here The show must go on If n***as wanna act like they thugs throw em out cause we came here to bug [Verse Two] We rocking our shows all retarded opening acts departed Like we farted looking hard kid we bard it Hamburgers dont know im chimpanzee hearted Rock for the respect and do it for the art quick You ya d.j. and dancer makes 3 targets
You see tony montanas face d scared it Won't stop till billboard has my energy charted My lyrics alone is throne for t.d. yardage To beats that be guarded but ya dees garbage My albums outta this world only E.Ts got it Follow where we trotted not even d.t.s spot it Smack n***as and they be like he started [Break] Dees flow beat yos chico he grows from below people continue Do re me fa so la di do blast stereos D ready go (hi break go on) [Verse Three] D sturbed likes laugh alot but on this one thats gonna have to stop You astronauts didn't know I spit acid drops Funkier then a** and socks you ain't got half the props Should get reck by a ma** of cops who own masterlocks Ahead of my time rhymes designed by magnavox I blast you jocks ya all hyper then a f*g with cox When it comes to mics i'm the first and the last to rock Spit on traffic cops cornier then that show mash on fox Jackie chan is nice but I pocess faster chops Feel aftershocks pa** my block burning plastic pots For u existing i'll smack ya pops Battling me is a violation like throwing trash in lots You dont need to ask its hot and my staff with Glocks Be on the low like heads running putting graff on spots Smash ya plots live long taking ya cash and crops Don't know the time flavor flav hit em with a bag of clocks yeahaaa boyeee [Chorus] [Singing] The show must go on For you and for me So we can all enjoy What I do naturally