What is a MC if he can't rap? What is a MC if he can't rap? What is a MC if he can't rap? (One, two, three) Green light Tic-tac-toe yo, and here we go Red means stop and green light means go Common sense dropped cause I truly love the hip hop (Beatboxing) I even like to beatbox In the morning, I'm usually yawning Then I'm kicking crazy rhymes until the break of dawn and Cause I know and you know a gun goes BOH! But you didn't know I'm funky like a project ho Oh yeah, to the honeys slide the number Cause when it comes to skins I lay my pipe like a plumber So watch out cause I'm the type of crazy man First I slam, bringin' the Red light What is a MC if he can't rap? What is a MC if he can't rap? What is a MC if he can't- Green light Came and catch wreck like a hit and run run, son Stay off my dizmick, I pack rhymes like guns Music with rhymes, you know I get the scoop So calm down troop I kick rhymes like Timberland boots With no cursing, you stole my crazy verse and BUK BUK BUK flash a rhyme with no rehearsing With the east coast styly, live in the west buck Wiley Drinking apple juice with the Red light What is a MC if he can't rap? What is a MC if- Green light Hold this moment, yes? All this stuff is really fresh At-ten-tion to center stage, I flip on numb page Drop school just like afro's on the barkades Start my own words, make it original Satiable yeah, always willing to get lyrical So hang a stocking that says Charizma's walking I don't play football so yo stop jocking Unless less you're a skin, with good good looks That's overdue like a library book Mariah may sing, dag a diggy dope dope Cause I can't hit the high note For that matter, I get into my pen Have a bubble bath and then let the dopeness begin So bump up the loot in your mob car No we don't roll Jeeps We roll the mob cars on the left side of the street And let your gat feel heat Red light What is a MC if he can't rap? What is a MC if he can't rap? What is a MC if he can't rap? What is a MC if- Green light Back on the track, yo the homie for the groove Choice in this move, I'm in the house like a b**b tube Turn it on yes y'all, it's not quite five thou-sand First I gotta by brothers pounds and Blows don't you know I see I grow like Jack the beanstalk Take my honey to the park for swings after dark So finally now, because I didn't come to talk sh- Be the fullest, I came to rip sh- and wreck sh- I'm a crazy man that rocks a dope jam I start to slam like Captain Caveman Twelve months of the year, I'm just blashin' On the pedal mashin', ready to bash in This microphone so welcome home Tell, show, show and tell, this is what I've shown Red light