Once again it's on, the n***a you love to hate Ice Cube's in the motherf**ing house Yo I wanna say what's up to the n***as from the Lench Mob J.D., T-Bone, Shorty, Del, yo Sir Jinx, Chill, Dazzie Dee, and K Dee, yo And the rest of the Mobs in the house [Yeah, herd 'em up] I wanna say what's happening to my man, Afrika Bambaataa And the mighty Zulu Nation I gotta give a shout out to the Public Enemy Y'all motherf**ers in the house And the n***as that's handelin' business, EPMD Yo I wanna say what's up to Uncle L, LL Cool J The n***a from Exclaim I gotta say what's up to Digital Underground and humpty hump Cause he makin' more than Donald Trump, you know what I'm sayin'? I gotta say what's up to the n***as that's payin' dues, Low Profile [W.C.'s in the house] And that big ballin' a** n***a named King T Dj Pooh, and the n***as that's droppin' bombs on your a** The motherf**in' Bomb Squad [Eric Sadler...] I gotta say what's up to Big Daddy Kane And the Rhyme, the Rhyme syndicate And to the n***as that can slang them dolls, King Sun I gotta say what's happenin' to my girl Yo Yo She's stompin' to the motherf**in' 90s And the I.B.W.C. My man Mac, and to the Mackaframalama motherf**ers Don't laugh hos, I'm down with the afros I wanna say what's happenin' to the trigger-happy, motherf**in' Geto Boys RUN DMC and Jam Mastery Jay Stetsasonic and one time gaffle 'em up C.M.W. I gotta say what's happenin' to my west coast homeboy Ice-Motherf**in'-T And my man from O-town, Too $hort's in the motherf**in' house My man from the East coast, Busy Bee The n***a from my block, King Ronny Ron, D-Dougs, and my man Stretch And you know that street knowledge is givin' the punch I gotta say what's happenin' to my manager Pay sharp and May, and you know she don't play And my n***a, the only n***a [Who's that?] Sir Jinx in the motherf**in' house And to all the motherf**ers I forgot, Y'all ain't did sh** anyway! This is dedicated to the n***as that's been down since day one Ice Cube in the motherf**in' house Comin' at your a** with a gangsta lean Fall of 1990 style, you know what I'm sayin'? [We outta here.....] Five thousand G {phone} Yo, Ice Cube man. Since you went solo, what's up with the rest of the..? [abrupt end] {operator} If you need help, hang up and dial your operator.