Key: A minor
Verse 1
F#m
D
Bm
G
Em
F#m
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?
G
D
Dm
F#m
Mm I don't know man (ay) let's see
what I got in my cabinet
Em
G
Hold on let me see what I got
in my cabinet
D
F#m
Somebody hit me with a little,
baseline or groove, knamsayin'?
Yeah, breakfast food,
Bm
uh
F#m
B
Em
Verse 2
F#m
When you wish
To follow what?
And where you are!
And where you are!
G
B
Party over here, party over there
Where?
F#m
Look!
Verse 3
I made ya look, ya dirty crook
Then picked your pocket, watch me book
Like Guinness I'm a menace,
G
F#m
so call me hip- hop's Dennis
G
Bm
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
G#m
C#
I get you Guess'n like jeans,
D
I'm all that jazz, and I kick, kick, kick, kick
Verse 5
C#
G
The razzmatazz oh please oh please
just give me just one more blast
but I don't have to show my ass
B
Bm
if you slip then you'll get ripped
and "Tales From the Crypt"
G#m
B
Bm
G
I whip on that ass like base ba- bay
Em
F#m
The Sense is good- goobley- goo, ask Gravy
Verse 6
C#
F#m
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,
A
F#m
kick it like a Damme Van flip
So don't come with your judo,
Em
F#m
cause you're just a Menudo
Emcee gettin' chewed like vegetables
Verse 7
C#
F#m
Ah cabbage is a cabbage,
Bm
F#m
a lettuce is a lettuce
I'ma tear this whole joint into scraps
B
Bm
and trap the wack tracks
A
F#m
Givin' the max, for the minimum,
not the minimum for the max
G#m
B
Get more sex than Wilt the Stilt so
C#
Bm
you can call me the Stiltest
Verse 8
so what chu talkin bout, Willis?
Bm
G
Yeah Willis
Gsus4
Willis ain't talkin' about nothin'!
Let's get back to um,
D
G
breakfast foods
Because it's,
Dm
F#m
early in the mornin'
Verse 9
Bm
G
Well you can have your Wheaties
G
Dm
You can have your Kix
F#m
Verse 10
C#m
G
C#
Lush alcohol's excessive
F#m
G
like a Jefferson
G
C#
One time for your brain, cell
G
Em
And when I get through,
G
D
you say, aw hell man!
D
G
D
Paper I go on and go on with the pen
F#m
G
D
Get a max of funk,
attack or sunk *huff, huff*
One blow,
I'm not a print
G
F#m
C#
But I'm fresh, heatin' up like the summertime,
summer rhyme
I'm a dime a dozen,
but I keep you buzzin'
F#m
C#
Cause I Busta Rhyme, a rhyme
If I kick with Rakim, you
+Run For Cover+ brother
F#m
C#
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
G
F#m
C#
It's seven, not six, my shirt extra- large
D
G
But I wear, I wear I wear it well
like you ain't spinach
Em
F#m
Then it's, time to let you know
Em
F#m
We count it up, one two three and fo'
Verse 11
it up
A
F#m
Nah man, we're gonna count it up
G
D
Food tip? Well you just check
What can I have?
Verse 12
F#m
Em
You can have your Life
G
D
You can have your Bran
G
D
And you can have your Loops
G
D
Dm
But you still gotta get your
Two Scoops!
F#m
Verse 13
Around and round and upside down
C#
F#m
Em
Whoa! I'ma sneak in the front row
D
Em
I don't wear Monie's hat,
Em
A
Hey diddle diddle, you can Kibble a Bit
A
Em
and booty M- C's be sayin' oh shit!
A
Em
Yo, I turn Bucktown into Fucktown
and I'm a touchdown
Em
A
With the next point to the next joint,
Em
A
This could be love, but um,
don't let em fool ya
A
F#m
Yeah sorry Sugar Plums but um,
I gotta run
fuck the Jackson 5
You jive- ass turkey,
a- pit- apitta- a- aperk be
F#m
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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