Now start the show show Step out of the cold We come the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The and the hoes hoes The Folks and the Stones you ride fo', we back for some mo' Get to the show show, you know
Uh, uh and gentlemen the C-O-double-M-O-N Synonym for fresh, is the emb-lem Hardcore since I was next to Clem and them Cold as the winter fake niggaz was shiverin Shakin in Timberlands, you was played as Bennigans Hot for a minute, now you a "remember him" I been a +Master+ since P was No a sayin, no gimmick and no mimickin Q down old blocks are bendin in Yellin (Fuck Tha Police) Ren and them brief these niggaz on who I be Before the paper and the fame niggaz knew Noble Dru Ali - many have come but few have been to be a true MC You sing along wit it, inside you knowin wack who? I don't need a openin act
Now let's the show show Step out of the cold We from the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The pimps and the hoes The Folks and the Stones Whoever you fo', we back for some mo' Get back to the show show, you
Let, let, go It's a in hip-hop, we do it non-stop Pop your bottles, Chicago do it in staccato Choppin notes for my homies, a motto And Farragamo shoes givin the model fast, drive slow, survival is the throttle Your live show is hollow, kept it local Rappin vocals, soundin soft as JoJo With twelve on stage it's hard to see who's a gorilla You was as a drug dealer Feel the of this B-boy ration-al Half of it is what you say, and is style Guess it's time for you to cashin now It's over folks, tell guys to put the glasses down Masters now, verses touch the like a Catholic priest Performances keep me the sheets
Now start the show show Step out of the cold We from the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The pimps and the hoes The Folks and the Stones Whoever you ride fo', we for some mo' Get to the show show, you know