Now here's a funky introduction of how nice I am Tell your mother, tell your father, send a telegram.
Straight from the heart, I represent hip hop I be three albums deep, but I don't wanna go pop Too many candy rappers seem to be at the top Too much candy is no good, so now I'm closing the shop.
Your whole appearance is a lie and it could never be true. And if you really loved yourself, then you would try and be you.
Question: Why is that MC's be wack And major labels wanna sign that crap? A-yo...funk that!
Used to have a crush on Dawn from En Vogue. It's not like honey dip would wanna get with me, But just in case I own more condoms than TLC.
I instruct you to be the obeyer, A rhythm recipe that you'll savor, Doesn't matter if you're minor or major, Yes, the Tribe of the game, rhythm player, As you inhale like a breath of fresh air
Styles be fat like Jackie Gleason, the rest be Art Carney.
New York City pretty much reeked of music. Reeked of rap and hip-hop. As for me, growing up in a strict West Indian, Trinidadian household, and a Christian household as well, I had to fight for the right to go and actually be a part of it.
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