Prime-One - Ha! lyrics

(Spoken) Ha! Okay,then Just messin' around on this one Some more neat sh** from Prime-One himself 1st verse Now who can spit this mean over sick sixteens And sound more "mint" than Listerine Who can blow tracks to smithereens Or explore a wide mix of themes consistently I'm that guy,it is me (Umm,hello,over here) It's indeed A pleasure to be here,yippee-ky-yay! And while I'm present,I will enjoy my stay I do this my way or it's the highway Turn sh** upside down or flip it sideways Monday to Friday and on the weekend Crazy lyricist,I'm off the deep end I roll like thunder,the world's eighth wonder Makin' sh** funky like armpits in the summer (Ooh! That's funky!) And I'm-a funk around 'Till I'm chillin' like a villain six feet underground Chorus (Ha!) You may think bad of me It don't matter you see 'Cause I'm-a keep goin' 'till I can't go on anymore And (Ha!) You can get mad at me It don't matter you see 'Cause I'm-a keep flowin' 'till I can't flow on anymore 2nd verse Like Cris Bridges,things have been "ludicrous" The Octomom pushed eight from her uterus (ouch!) Jon and Kate got divorced,what a shame Tiger Woods is working on everything but his game (oops) And Bill O'Reilly is still on TV and (do it live!) Everything's got to be so P.C Politically correct,are people so sensitive You can't say much without 'em taking offense to it? And in the midst of this doom and gloom This retarded,bizarre sh** ,don't get me started On how lyrically and musically Even hip-hop's not what it used to be So we need a good dose of fun and amusement Something to feel good with,something to cruise with I've got the solution,you're listening to him (Ksssh) We don't have a problem anymore,Houston (chorus) 3rd verse Got more than a few good lines to my credit And whatever I meant in my heart,I've said it Not gangsta,hustler,thug,or a pimp I'm just an MC puttin' his thoughts into print Recitin' what's on print to a beat May seem easy,it's not the simplest feat Takes a lot to acquire the talent I got Now I'm a lyrical force that's a challenge to stop Canine on a mountain peak,the top dog Chewin' on a cigar like I'm Boss Hogg Throwin' long bombs like a strong-armed QB A champion,MVP like Drew Brees Million dollar words I use to give you My two cents and if I'm a nuisance You don't have a true sense of appreciation For the genius within these creations (Chorus)