Yeah

(To da break of dawn)

All my sex involved

As we get funky

Rhymes so bizarre

Everybody knows

When it come to a situation like this

Little more effects

And I can't resist

So we get funky in the house

Youknowmsayin?

L.L. Cool J style

What?

This ain't on a pop tip

Check it out

[ VERSE 1 ] [ dissing Kool Moe Dee ]

What is a panther? A animal that kills

I'm like a shark with blood comin out the gills

You could never in your wildest dreams

Get a piece of this gangsta lean straight from Queens

Strong as liquor, to be seen in a limousine

Now you're gettin done without Vaseline

Wouldn't bite because your rhymes are puppy chow

Made another million, so competators bow

Homeboy, hold on, my rhymes are so strong

Nothing could go wrong, so why do you prolong

Songs that ain't strong, brother, you're dead wrong

And got the nerve to have them Star Trek shades on

Ha, you can't handle the whole weight

Skin needs lotion, teeth need Colgate

Wise up, you little burnt up french fry

I'm that type of guy

And I slammed you know, just like a sumo

Put him in pampers, leave my drawers in his hamper

When I'm through, you need a brand-new identity

I was scoopin girls before you lost your virginity

Your jam is just a dreamin MC scheme

Gettin crushed by a L.L. theme

Somethin like Shaft, put you in a cask' - bo!

You little blood-clot boy, you must not know

The rep I keep, the MC's I peep, sweep, play cheap

And freak with a chic unique technique

Get rid of the yukmouth smile

Cause brother, you ain't got no style