Intro: Afrika & Mike G

Sammy B is on the cut

Sammy B is on the cut

Sammy B is on the cut

Sammy Beeeeeeeeeeeeeee

A: Ha hah, one two

G: One two

A: One two

G: How we gonna do this?

A: What we have here...

G: Ya

A: Is the Jungle Brothers...

G: Yeah

A: On a black piece of wax

G: Yeah, my name is Mike G

A: Uh huh

G: On the mix is Sammy B

First in line to kick the rhyme, Jungle Brother...

A: Shazzam

G: Yeah

A: One big scratch, here we go

Afrika:

Well, I'm a sure shot shooter and I'm the big shot

The big shot, yes the biggest, and I know I'm hot

Say I'm the baddest, just the baddest and I'm on the top

Sucker MC's try to stop me, but I won't stop

As I adjust and discuss all the rhymes I bust

I leave 'em all in the dust when I start the thrust

They try to catch me on the mic, but I'm hard to chase

I'm the ace in the place kickin' rhymes in your face

I'm outright, oustanding, outrageous, I'm smokin

Never play on the mic, no jivin', no jokin

Not a double-talker, so I don't double-talk

Ladies clock, finger-pop to the rhythm of a hawk

But I ignore the temptation, avoid the sensation

Reputation's at stake, but I won't break

I just chill, ill, let loose all my skill

I make a list of all the ladies that my skill will thrill

Mike G:

Now, my tasty technique tantalises your taste

As my rhymes rock and roll right through this place

I never fade away for forfeit or fess

And my beat is a beat bound to be best

Clowns craze and chase me 'cause I'm so c