Key: A minor
Verse 1
Dm
Bb
Gm
Eb
Cm
Dm
Yo man, I'm hungry man
some breakfast or somethin'?
I want a lil' lil' somethin' yeah yea milk
a little breakfast food ya know?
Eb
Bb
Bbm
Dm
Mm I don't know man (ay)let's see
what I got in my cabinet
Cm
Eb
Hold on let me see what I got
in my cabinet
Bb
Dm
Somebody hit me with a little,
baseline or groove, knamsayin'?
Yeah, breakfast food,
Gm
uh
Dm
G
Cm
Verse 2
Dm
When you wish
To follow what?
And where you are!
And where you are!
Eb
G
Party over here, party over there
Where?
Dm
Look!
Verse 3
I made ya look, ya dirty crook
Then picked your pocket, watch me book
Like Guinness I'm a menace,
Eb
Dm
so call me hip- hop's Dennis
Eb
Gm
And I'ma slide my yolk, in your throat,
On the uh the ah the uh the
Verse 4
daddy long- stroke
I'd share a scoop,
runnin' shit like Rebels
You can call me Barney,
cause I took your Fruity Pebbles
Dibble like an office on Top Cat,
top that, I'm fat troop
a church to repent
Em
A
I get you Guess'n like jeans,
Bb
I'm all that jazz, and I kick, kick, kick, kick
Verse 5
A
Eb
The razzmatazz oh please oh please
just give me just one more blast
but I don't have to show my ass
G
Gm
if you slip then you'll get ripped
and "Tales From the Crypt"
Em
G
Gm
Eb
I whip on that ass like base ba- bay
Cm
Dm
The Sense is good- goobley- goo, ask Gravy
Verse 6
A
Dm
Or LaMont, or Rollo,
down at the, Apollo
Come follow me now (BO! Where's
Sue?) I don't know
Even En Vogue,
(yea) everyone says
Ho (ho) ho (ho) couldn't
be a slider
Cause I never slip,
F
Dm
kick it like a Damme Van flip
So don't come with your judo,
Cm
Dm
cause you're just a Menudo
Emcee gettin' chewed like vegetables
Verse 7
A
Dm
Ah cabbage is a cabbage,
Gm
Dm
a lettuce is a lettuce
I'ma tear this whole joint into scraps
G
Gm
and trap the wack tracks
F
Dm
Givin' the max, for the minimum,
not the minimum for the max
Em
G
Get more sex than Wilt the Stilt so
A
Gm
you can call me the Stiltest
Verse 8
so what chu talkin bout, Willis?
Gm
Eb
Yeah Willis
Ebsus4
Willis ain't talkin' about nothin'!
Let's get back to um,
Bb
Eb
breakfast foods
Because it's,
Bbm
Dm
early in the mornin'
Verse 9
Gm
Eb
Well you can have your Wheaties
Eb
Bbm
You can have your Kix
Dm
Verse 10
Am
Eb
A
Lush alcohol's excessive
Dm
Eb
like a Jefferson
Eb
A
One time for your brain, cell
Eb
Cm
And when I get through,
Eb
Bb
you say, aw hell man!
Bb
Styles that I free won't, stop til the end
Bb
Eb
Bb
Paper I go on and go on with the pen
Dm
Eb
Bb
Get a max of funk,
attack or sunk *huff, huff*
One blow,
I'm not a print
Eb
Dm
A
But I'm fresh, heatin' up like the summertime,
summer rhyme
I'm a dime a dozen,
but I keep you buzzin'
Dm
A
Cause I Busta Rhyme, a rhyme
If I kick with Rakim, you
+Run For Cover+ brother
Dm
A
But I kick it with Petey cause I'm just
another mother (sucker)
Blo' Pop time (it's
Blo' Pop time)
In the mix, the dimension, J.B., and Chico
Eb
Dm
A
It's seven, not six, my shirt extra- large
Bb
Eb
But I wear, I wear I wear it well
like you ain't spinach
Cm
Dm
Then it's, time to let you know
Cm
Dm
We count it up, one two three and fo'
Verse 11
it up
F
Dm
Nah man, we're gonna count it up
Eb
Bb
Food tip? Well you just check
What can I have?
Verse 12
Dm
Cm
You can have your Life
Eb
Bb
You can have your Bran
Eb
Bb
And you can have your Loops
Eb
Bb
Bbm
But you still gotta get your
Two Scoops!
Dm
Verse 13
Around and round and upside down
A
Dm
Cm
Whoa! I'ma sneak in the front row
Bb
Cm
I don't wear Monie's hat,
Cm
F
Hey diddle diddle, you can Kibble a Bit
F
Cm
and booty M- C's be sayin' oh shit!
F
Cm
Yo, I turn Bucktown into Fucktown
and I'm a touchdown
Cm
F
With the next point to the next joint,
Cm
F
This could be love, but um,
don't let em fool ya
F
Dm
Yeah sorry Sugar Plums but um,
I gotta run
fuck the Jackson 5
You jive- ass turkey,
a- pit- apitta- a- aperk be
Dm
You can get ill, but don't, hurt me, hurt me
Or urk me, cause see I'll
outsmart you like the Urkel
in a circle
Pass the sess blunt,
yeah stud, you ain't know?
I want to go bang, I said,
bang- o, bang- oh bang- oh
Or bojangle jingle jangle on the jaw
Hip- hip, hooray,
oh now you want to be all lovable?
Don't push or pull, or you'll see,
I'ma wreck it out
MC's be checkin' in but
they don't be checkin' out
I leave em out on the canvas
So click your heels twice and
take your ass back to Kansas
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