[Intro: MC Ren]
[MC-Ren's footsteps shaking the ground like an Elephant]
[Elephant roars]
[Verse 1: MC Ren]
I'm the original, one that n***az be bitin'
But fools wanna meet it, exactly what they did it
I been wreckin' sh** 'fore thousand B.C.
Back in the days, n***a on your T.V.
Back when my n***a King-T was the coolest
When fifteen eighty still had that mack attack
It was just head fool bustin' on the west
I was just like the pinky, now the sh** is stinky
The Great Elephant is what they call me around the way
Cause I be stoppin' mothaf**ers all day
Uhh, king of the jungle, listen to my roar
I be wreckin' sh**, keepin' hoochies on the floor
They be gettin' hot, but I don't give a damn
I be caressin' the Mic when I hit jams
Makin' in morning chrome till I'm throu
Cause I'm gonna make it real funky for you
Uhh, the walking black gaint, with the Desert Eagle
But how many n***az can I fit in my Regal
n***az can't get me in my place to live
Because of all the funky-Ass-sh** that I give
I got hypocrite-n***az-Balls hangin' in the back
No more think I'm hick, go and make it kinda quick
Cause I'm on a mission and they know I'm comin'
Every time they hear I'm comin' was all fools they start runnin'
Fifty thousand troops lookin' like the middle East
The sh** I have to do, just to get a little peace
Cause busters, they wanna be chillin'
With that n***a that be callin' the villain
Can't be hate them, as I direct my boogie ain't water down
My boogie be thumpin' and hittin' fools way across town
Planners ridicuble, n***az stay cool
Comin' up with fat sh** sittin' on Fro-stool
As I think into my self by I never talk back
As I walk to the shack "to the shack"
Everyday that I'm livin' n***az be trippin'
Cause all the funky sh** that I be givin'
It's like yeah I'm still here, still at the game
I'm makin' that funky sh** cause ain't nothin' change
n***az they wanna know what's up, I'm still chillin'
Yeah I'm still the Villain, yeah I'm maybe k**in'
I carry my big stick, walk down the block
Roll through Compton with my n***a Rocc
MC-Ren The Mad Scientist bustin' tight-Ass-Raps "why"
Cause the n***a gotta make snaps
There's too many clowns up on the j** paps
Too many itty-bitties occupyin' the Rap City
So I'ma call Don Corleone with bad news
And make n***a enough of that they can't refuse
So hold your breath whenever I'll bust a verse
And hold on tight cause it get much worse
I set boogie traps where ever that I kick it
But you can't come and kick it cause n***az might stick it
Ain't no warning down n***az on these streets
And ain't no warning down rhymes with these beats
A Mad Scientist straight outta C.P.T
That don't give a f** if he can't M.C...
[Outro: MC-Ren Talking]
Yeah, yeah
[Elephant roars]