Key: A minor
Verse 1
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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?
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Mm I don't know man (ay) let's see
what I got in my cabinet
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Hold on let me see what I got
in my cabinet
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Somebody hit me with a little,
baseline or groove, knamsayin'?
Yeah, breakfast food,
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uh
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Verse 2
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When you wish
To follow what?
And where you are!
And where you are!
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Party over here, party over there
Where?
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Look!
Verse 3
I made ya look, ya dirty crook
Then picked your pocket, watch me book
Like Guinness I'm a menace,
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so call me hip- hop's Dennis
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And I'ma slide my yolk, in your throat,
On the uh the ah the uh the
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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
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I get you Guess'n like jeans,
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I'm all that jazz, and I kick, kick, kick, kick
Verse 5
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The razzmatazz oh please oh please
just give me just one more blast
but I don't have to show my ass
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if you slip then you'll get ripped
and "Tales From the Crypt"
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I whip on that ass like base ba- bay
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The Sense is good- goobley- goo, ask Gravy
Verse 6
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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,
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kick it like a Damme Van flip
So don't come with your judo,
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cause you're just a Menudo
Emcee gettin' chewed like vegetables
Verse 7
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Ah cabbage is a cabbage,
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a lettuce is a lettuce
I'ma tear this whole joint into scraps
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and trap the wack tracks
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Givin' the max, for the minimum,
not the minimum for the max
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Get more sex than Wilt the Stilt so
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you can call me the Stiltest
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so what chu talkin bout, Willis?
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Yeah Willis
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Willis ain't talkin' about nothin'!
Let's get back to um,
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breakfast foods
Because it's,
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early in the mornin'
Verse 9
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Well you can have your Wheaties
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You can have your Kix
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Verse 10
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Lush alcohol's excessive
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like a Jefferson
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One time for your brain, cell
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And when I get through,
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you say, aw hell man!
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Paper I go on and go on with the pen
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Get a max of funk,
attack or sunk *huff, huff*
One blow,
I'm not a print
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But I'm fresh, heatin' up like the summertime,
summer rhyme
I'm a dime a dozen,
but I keep you buzzin'
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Cause I Busta Rhyme, a rhyme
If I kick with Rakim, you
+Run For Cover+ brother
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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
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It's seven, not six, my shirt extra- large
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But I wear, I wear I wear it well
like you ain't spinach
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Then it's, time to let you know
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We count it up, one two three and fo'
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it up
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Nah man, we're gonna count it up
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Food tip? Well you just check
What can I have?
Verse 12
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You can have your Life
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You can have your Bran
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And you can have your Loops
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But you still gotta get your
Two Scoops!
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Verse 13
Around and round and upside down
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Whoa! I'ma sneak in the front row
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Not Jethro, I'm not a Jethro, on skid row
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I don't wear Monie's hat,
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Hey diddle diddle, you can Kibble a Bit
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and booty M- C's be sayin' oh shit!
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Yo, I turn Bucktown into Fucktown
and I'm a touchdown
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With the next point to the next joint,
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Shout it out, praise the Lord, hallelujah!
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This could be love, but um,
don't let em fool ya
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Yeah sorry Sugar Plums but um,
I gotta run
fuck the Jackson 5
You jive- ass turkey,
a- pit- apitta- a- aperk be
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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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