I'm the quicker quicker ripper
On a track like this
The miggity-mac never slacks
And I'm packing the gift
I got my flavor of lifesavers
Every day I create
Some of the wiggity-slyest rhymes
That you ever heard from one
I ain't the type to be slept on
The type to be crept on
And don't you think I am to step on
For every move you make
I got a trick
And my tracks got more kicks
Than a BRUCE LEE flick
I like my pants to sag
Make you say
"Dag, uh! That little n***a is so bad."
The capital capital K's don't play
We amaze
And make you move
& groove
In so many different ways
Jump! Jump!
Was the first episode
To put you in the mode
And let you know
I flow like
That y'all, that y'all
That y'all, that y'all
Like that, tha, tha, that
Like that y'all, that y'all
Like that y'all, that y'all
Like that, tha, tha, that
Like that y'all, that y'all
Like that y'all, that y'all
Like that, tha, tha, that
Like that y'all, that y'all
Like that y'all, that y'all
Every everybody wants to know
Where I get my get my funky funky flow
Straight from the ghetto
And I'm fierce like a dragon
Hat to the back
And my pants keep saggin'
Here I go again
Movin' your adrenaline
Totally totally totally krossed out
Can you comprehend?
Wait a minute drop the old school beat
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Tupa-tupa girl scooper
That's what I be
Girls stoppin'
Ghetto talkin'
It's the mac daddy
I got a flow
You got a what?
I got a flow
I got a flow
You got a what?
I got a flow
On the playground I say now
You won't see me swinging
Skin tight clothes
And you don't be singing
"Daddy don't do dat. Dad do rap."
So please don't get pa**ed to the whack
I got a flow
You got a what?
I got a flow
I got a flow
You got a what?
I got a flow
I got a flow
You got a what?
I got a flow
I got a flow
You got a flow?
So let it go
Yeah
Meet me I'm the mac means I'm all that
I could do this and that
And none of it ever comes out whack
And never have you ever seen
A MC this size this tough
You might have seen some kids
But they wasn't this rough
I'm the type you don't want to touch
Tangle or tamper with
You rhyme to doodle
Like a two-day-old pamper kid
So spark off and tie
Catch if I hit the dough
And take your wiggity-whack
Style to the sto'