I be breakin' the laws, breakin' the laws

All you wannabe hard rocks just pause

It's the MC host

Space ghost from the coast

With piggish white skin, kid, where you been

I got a blue eye, but my title ain't devil

I freak harmonies like my brothers was Neville

And I can rock free-old style

Eatin' crawdad stew

So whatcha wanna do

I'm comin' real soon to a theatre near you

So why don't you come critique me when I'm live on stage

'Cause I'm gonna break, I'm gonna break my

Rusty cage, my rusty cage

Watch the way I freak it when I bust my gauge

'Cause all that loud gun talk, it don't mean squat

If my tool get hot, I'm gonna burst your knot

And give it all I got, up in your wisdom slot

And Cutty Ranks couldn't stop her, from callin' me poppa

Big daddy jaw dropper

Mr. Heartbreaker

She leaves Mary Poppins, but she comes home Seka

CHORUS I:

Yes, yes, y'all, 'cause I'm so fly

And Everlast be the apple of your earth's eye

Yes, yes, y,all, 'cause we don't fake

And D-Style come to feel your earthquake

Socialize a little somethin'

And you sweatin' my style

Challeng my world

You wanna shell my mix

You wanna sit with my flesh

And reconize the tesh

Ya never seen this niggers best

A marrage, a nest

I hit your head with styles that are liquid

You drip this, sweat this

Perspired is desired, this wetness

You get from divine style

Spark this girl, chill

I see you got the love, the lust

So why dont you live my cosmos exodus

To my precous I'm a undress my message

Into my wisdom body to my wisdom method

You need a star for your cresent

I got a diablo brass for your atmosphere

My dope mathamatics are soak like Insin sincere

Uh, baby for my apparatus

I do justice to your physical

Annoint your aider

Never spendin your nobler

A hard slyle at stages

While the guard be sparkin' that indo seed

The Earth pieces be increasin' that need to be pleased

I represent the illest villans

And the worst of bad breeze

Ah baby, if you wanna fix my vision

You better come with subject of vision

I keep it real live, keep it real straight

To the Earthly feel this style Earthquake

CHORUS II:

Yes, yes, y'all, 'cause I'm so fly

And D-Style be the apple of your Earth's eye

Yes, yes, y'all, 'cause we don't fake

Everlast come feel your earthquake

My love is stronger than pride

My love's thicker than blood

My killer squad's in effect, nobody's livin' off hud

If your missile's a scud, I run the patriot game

I'll have you flippin' your wig

I'll put the clip in my sling

And cock the hammer back

Click-clack, put a hole in your back

The size of a plum

You can come get some

But my attitude's shitty, like G. Gordon Liddy

Take pity on a child that's been raised in the city

Chill.

From East to West

To maintain my rep

So many times

To assume my flow

I go mono, stereo

Or solo

You never know

Choose a flow

And I'll throw the phattest atom

I'm so hot, and so lost

And so far from the plan

I reflectulate the ladies

That be scannin'

My composition decircular

Hurtin' the mad opposition

CHORUS I