Mc Ren - Great Elephant lyrics

[Intro: MC Ren] [MC-Ren's footsteps shaking the ground like an Elephant] [Elephant roars] [Verse 1: MC Ren] I'm the original, one that n***az be bitin' But fools wanna meet it, exactly what they did it I been wreckin' sh** 'fore thousand B.C. Back in the days, n***a on your T.V. Back when my n***a King-T was the coolest When fifteen eighty still had that mack attack It was just head fool bustin' on the west I was just like the pinky, now the sh** is stinky The Great Elephant is what they call me around the way Cause I be stoppin' mothaf**ers all day Uhh, king of the jungle, listen to my roar I be wreckin' sh**, keepin' hoochies on the floor They be gettin' hot, but I don't give a damn I be caressin' the Mic when I hit jams Makin' in morning chrome till I'm throu Cause I'm gonna make it real funky for you Uhh, the walking black gaint, with the Desert Eagle But how many n***az can I fit in my Regal n***az can't get me in my place to live Because of all the funky-Ass-sh** that I give I got hypocrite-n***az-Balls hangin' in the back No more think I'm hick, go and make it kinda quick Cause I'm on a mission and they know I'm comin' Every time they hear I'm comin' was all fools they start runnin' Fifty thousand troops lookin' like the middle East The sh** I have to do, just to get a little peace Cause busters, they wanna be chillin' With that n***a that be callin' the villain Can't be hate them, as I direct my boogie ain't water down My boogie be thumpin' and hittin' fools way across town Planners ridicuble, n***az stay cool Comin' up with fat sh** sittin' on Fro-stool As I think into my self by I never talk back As I walk to the shack "to the shack" Everyday that I'm livin' n***az be trippin' Cause all the funky sh** that I be givin' It's like yeah I'm still here, still at the game I'm makin' that funky sh** cause ain't nothin' change n***az they wanna know what's up, I'm still chillin' Yeah I'm still the Villain, yeah I'm maybe k**in' I carry my big stick, walk down the block Roll through Compton with my n***a Rocc MC-Ren The Mad Scientist bustin' tight-Ass-Raps "why" Cause the n***a gotta make snaps There's too many clowns up on the j** paps Too many itty-bitties occupyin' the Rap City So I'ma call Don Corleone with bad news And make n***a enough of that they can't refuse So hold your breath whenever I'll bust a verse And hold on tight cause it get much worse I set boogie traps where ever that I kick it But you can't come and kick it cause n***az might stick it Ain't no warning down n***az on these streets And ain't no warning down rhymes with these beats A Mad Scientist straight outta C.P.T That don't give a f** if he can't M.C... [Outro: MC-Ren Talking] Yeah, yeah [Elephant roars]