Excuse me excuse me
I be the poetry man that was sent here by the WWBCC fanclub
You called the number 1 900 GET DA BOOT and you asked the question
What is the world coming to
How come nature hasnt changed us
How come we havent learned so many things
Things that rearrange our brains make us think insane
See we were sent here on a mission
A particular one this plan that was sent
That was brodcast across the planet earth
So to let you know open your eyes realize
Reps, sayin? Suuweee
Chorus:
Rock:Yo watch yo step baby
Louieville: Watch where ya walk
Rock: When its time for some action
Louie: Yo these reps dont talk
Rock: That first steps a doosy
Louie: So watch where ya walk
Rock: When its time for action
Louie: Real heads dont talk
Check this
I press this nigga next on my checklist
Get restless bring it where ya rest son di-tect it SEE
I gets hectic when these reps run through your set bitch
No diggy
Soon we bring it to crews a fifty
Se it be be niggas that make it shitty in ya city
A sound simply pounds leaving your grounds empty
You just cant convince me
That you got what it takes TO
Swim in a tank of sharks become bait
Face 5-8 inches are better, however
Supreme, means I bring things ya cant measure
Bring bad weather, like Starang, Louie and D.O.
See we blow muthafuckas to rubbish like we C-4
Were known to be triple R rated but gets down for dough
To of the first to hit the scene and the last to go
Move slow if you got the heart to get blazed
By the double one mac when you react and get laid
Leave yo back sprayed, attack fade turn your naps gray
Move yo monkey ass fore I let this fuckin gat play
Melodies tha
