"Oh yo he's acting stank," really on a regal?
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out
Yo when you bug out, you usually have a reason for the action
As I go in between, the grit and the dirt
I sport New Balance sneakers to avoid a narrow path
I never walk the streets, think it's all about me
Refuse to compete with BS competition
I never half step 'cause I'm not a half stepper
Messin' round with this you catch the sizin' of 'em
Styles upon styles upon styles is what I have
Dissed by all my brothers, I was all up what my man did
Point across, so bust, the floss
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out
People be houndin', always surroundin'
Sometimes you don't it's just for mere satisfaction
Or the best of the pack but they can't do rap for it's Abstract, original
It's your brain against my mind, for those about to boot out
A man of the fame not a man of the people
You don't really fret, you stay in your sense
You soar off to another world, deep in your mind
Riding on the train with no dough, sucks
Zulu Nation, brothers that's creation
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out
No need to sweat Arsenio to gain some type of fame
I just try my best to like go all out
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out
I float like gravity, never had a cavity
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out
As I crack the, monotone children of the jazz so, get your own
If you do the result, will end up kind of bugged
Listen to the mission listen Miss as I do work, umm
Believe that if you wanna but I tell you this much
Hip-hop is living, can't yank the plug
Uhh, uhh, uhh, uh
Battling a MC was when Tip was at his baddest
When I left for Rosie I was Boulevard status
Minds get flooded, ejaculation right on the two inch tape
All you nasty critters even though you see I bug out
I go out with the strongest and I separate the evils
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out
You can't get your own and that's, pitiful
Pushin' on the real hardest so we can have the big fun
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out
But people seem to take that, as being unkind
Ali Shaheed Muhammad used to say I had to be out
It was one MC after one MC
Schemin' on the cookies with the crazy boomin' back buns
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out
I'm the type of brother with the crazy extended hand kid
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out
Your name ain't Special Ed so won't you Suckle With the Mission
No shame in my game 'cause I'll always be the same
On R&B, but I can't and that's bugged
If a crowd is in my realm I'm saying, "Mic please"
Some might even say yo shorty black you're buggin' out
The Abstract poet incognito, runs the cape
Do I have the formula to save the world?
Comafied your feeling, of absolute tense
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out
You wanna diss the Phifer but you still don't know the half
Or was it just because I used to swipe the women and all the girls
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out
Even though deep in my heart, it really could be
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out, you're buggin' out
What the world could they be wanting see from little old me
Got more rhymes than the Win ans got family
Yo, I am not an invalid although I used to smoke the weed out
Supposed to be my man but now I wonder 'cause you're feeble
Smokin' R&B cause they try to do me
Drink a lot of soda so they call me Dr. Pepper
I know I'd be the man if I cold yanked the plug
Not the best not the worst and occasionally I curse to get my
Once again a case of your feet in my Nike's
Pulsin', just like a migraine poundin'
