This Emcee [Interlude]
My my my my my my ghetto
My ghetto got pimps and pushers
And big money makers
And shakers and fakers and
All the crack makers
And they all live in a place that
You and I call the hood
They be up to no good
My ghetto got beats and bootys
And cars and ghetto stars
9x9 with steel bars
Pigs roll around leaving bruises and scars
Rolling the dutches and Philly cigars boom
This emcee, she gets down
Float into hip hop all throughout the town
When I come through the door
Better let me in or I'll huff and puff and
Blow the sucker right in
They wanna tag me, bag me
Put they nose in it
I suppose with it, they could get close to it
Most wanna hit it but won't admit it
'Cause if they got to it
They would roast in it
Wanna toast to it, go coast to coast in it
Boast about it, most will shout it
Post re-route it others will doubt it
Ooh, holy cow, look I'm holy now
Profile with style meanwhile, I hold it down
Over by the Beacon
Folks, they be peeping out who be creeping
Seeking who be freaking
Often they be leaking what they believe in
Thoughts are misleading, deceiving
Can't blame it on the rain or the champagne
Or the red white
Can't blame it on the hard times
Blame it on the nookie awww, sookie sookie
Radio suckers never played me
In the mix now, loving me lately
Once again back is the incredible
Rhyme animal, MC cannibal
You're on the good ship lollipop
It's a sweet trip to the candy shop
You're on the good ship lollipop
It's a sweet trip to the candy shop
You're on the good ship lollipop
It's a sweet trip to the candy shop
