Brothers come to do the same
Never forgive your cut on my back
Rock on, to the breaka breaka dawn it's on
On and on and on, on and on and on
Quick as richocet rabbit, quick 'cause it's a habit
Pick, rub and ran it how I run it yeah I ran it
Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn
With a "Closed for repair" sign on your nuts
Singin' like a Buddha bang
East coast gets the props
Rippin' other rhymes apart, here to spark me some iron parts
And pickable and pitiful
On and on and on, on and on and on
Trick it and attract it, throw a crack then catch it
Producers rock your knot
Rock on, to the breaka breaka dawn it's on
On and on and on, on and on and on
The boom-bang slap papper's fat fat
That's why you see
Checka check it out, on and on and on, rock on
Damn real I'm gonna live it up
Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn
Bad mood boy, new and old school boy
On and on and on, on and on and on
Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn
But monkey see, monkey do
Breakin' in your shit with a hanger
Checka check it out, on and on and on
Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn
Hang out with a true crew
Now watch a true man take out all the school boys
To rap it as fast as another brother runnin' rapid
Watchin' your girl's gap give it up
Brutalize you with a verse, criticize my lyrics work
The black baby and you respect that
I touch you where it hurts first
Never call you sir
Put me on the planet, damn it, where all the slim shhh look like Janet
Down with the coochie bang
On and on and on, on and on and on
Baby ain't got back, baby got black
Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn
And it ran frantic rub put new poonanie panic
On and on and on, on and on and on
Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn
I'd rap and make a wack drop then slap you with my back drop
Think about a lost block, black stop
Hang on kitties like a cripple nipple
And don't get out of touch 'cause you just get a slut
Checka checka it out, to the breaka breaka dawn, it's on
Plan it, as a package, pick it and then pack it
Who gives a damn if you Mix Alot?
Yeah we're the thing slangers, body boom bangers
On and on and on, on and on and on
Individuals get original 'cause a this a be critical
Step in my path and get that ass cr-crack cracked
To the breaka breaka dawn it's on
Checka check it out, on and on and on
Make room for one rude boy
Get your monkey ass playing
Slick consider this how I lick it and then fan it
On and on and on, on and on and on
I stick to a city with some ripple, hit a bitty from the middle
I ain't with the big con heart
