Donald D - On Tour lyrics

We get top billin (word) we're thrillin Crowds who are loud, Chilly-D is chillin (With the scratch..) I got the mic, stage lights are bright Donald-Deeee (Deeee) has got you hype On tour, not war, have it for my son I'm a loaded shotgun that's second to none At center stage like a fire I rage It's time to declear a new age On tour On tour In the limo in the back, champagne is in the gla**es People are askin Dee for stage pa**es Autograph seekers steppin on my sneakers I sign, then I rhyme through the speaker Comin at you raw to the core (Dee is dope) When the ba** is boomin the systems smoke You can scope and hope that it's only a joke Soundbarrier broke when it hit the high note For the rhyme dictator, no navigator Perpetrator hater, I rock the spectators So go with the flow cause you paid that dough I'm a prime time performer like 'The Cosby Show' Cause I will never curse you, yes, we're universal Next time you see me, will be on a commercial I been many places, seen many faces That's right, y'all, I performed for many races On tour On tour On tour I'm sore, girls galore At my hotel door I can't take it no more Trooper tour dominating, my fans be waiting While all of the reporters are all out stating I rock sports arenas, big colloseums Love the prime time, cause it's in the p.m My name ain't Ronald, don't call me Arnold Got a D with a dash, my given name Donald I'm the controller, pimp lane stroller Solar polar bear, dice roller Scholar with the dollars, I make ya holler When I sweat you can bet, there's no rings around the collar Girls be tearin what I am wearin And the guys on the side don't seem to be carin I'm a star to the highest degree Master of ceremony I was born to be On tour On tour Chilly-D is a master, create a beat faster His scratch can't be matched in the USA By any rookie or known deejay Chilly-D, scratch away [ *scratching* ] While I crop and bop to the sound of hip-hop Chilly-D give electrical shock To the deejays lampin, deejays rockin Deejays campin, deejays jockin Oh, excuse, I didn't mean to bruise Your ego, boy (Yo, bust the news) He's got a record on the left, record on the right turntable Chilly-D is ready, willin, stable and able To cut a beat that makes you move your feet Deejays, step back while Chilly-D scratch On tour On tour Devastating lyric maker is who I am Who's illin for a k**in like Son of Sam You ham get bodyslammed, you say, "Damn, he's a ram" You jellyfish clam can't rock (rock) the king of the jam I got energy to burn, so learn Got a right hand stronger than Hitman Hearns Notorious rhymer with original rhymes That would even put a smile on Albert Einstein Operation radication, radication operating Donald-D is here this year, demonstrating How to rap, black, yo, back, you can't rap Put your hands in the air, this is a mic-jack On the wanna-be MC's and the ones I raided All perpetrators will be terminated By the rap outlaw, I'm here for war The second that I step through the concert door On tour On tour Aaaahhh! Word up D is in fuuuuul effect Wooooooorrrrd On tour Rhyme Syndicate Comin through, boyee So watch your back, Jack