Bio-feed-back Ya go "ichi, ni, san, shi" I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat I got multiple stabs of jazzy Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul Years after mama had me tell ya gladly I plugged for the Tunin' Which cause eyes to zoom in Which put your person into focus No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos Plug One yo I found fun In the scribblin' of speak On a naked white sheet Most recognized by my dark-brown self Yo you found some wealth? More in my mind than in my pocket But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged I met some hoes, met some girls Did a tour that took me all around the world Did a tour that took me all around the world I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now Remember when the floor might have had a spine Well it's all bent over The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement Diggin' my own understanding quick Let me get the single out Think Mr. Radio say the starlight Is the same star bright I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch But turn out the lights and some will go bitch It was one MC after one MC Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite Well it's okay and it's alright Cause our birthday cake's external light It'll all get graphic People made of plastic Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux Nah, man I won't honor the style (Serious, serious, serious, serious) (Serious, serious, serious, serious) (Serious, serious, serious, serious) Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness How you doing, my name is Dres, listen- Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo Honey you are- Yo wassup,yo, man Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out Da da da dun dun Da da da dun dun Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun) Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun) Funny funny how time fly When you have some Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle 'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle Caught a rush, but I played hush While Andres Titus is the grabbin' As a fan will put the hearts to mush Lush Dalea would hear the public beat The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts (Serious, serious, serious, serious) (Serious, serious, serious, serious) Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep? Oh my god, what are you doing here? Who are you here with? I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush) Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in Should I shot it or begin I saw bootleggas no shinin' I saw Big 4 go get shinin' A typical flick was the moment When the man said "Ain't you?" Yeah I is 'im Hush your mouth fallin' in cog Caught the light being True dog A fist of funk and I pocket that screen In the scene or in between Gimme but a little bit of the starlight I mail my ass to the darkness I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it Oh Lord let me switch it off Because ya find some'll do it all For the light (Stop Jivin')

I'm buggin' E-ghostbusters Mercy, mercy, (ego trip, ego trip) Mercy! (ego trip, ego trip) Mercy! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Yep, yep big trucker man's rollin' in town How ya do, how ya do I got the joints to make ya (jump!) Because I'm headin' eastbound Tired of the merry go round and around And everybody's talkin' bout you're stuff funny But they still tellin' lies to me I got the trees in my backyard And it's hard for them to tell a lie to me And who's the foot, I'm the foot but who's steppin' (Ain't no half steppin') You know where I'm steppin' Skirts play wit it cause I'm slick like that I'm the greatest MC in the world You gots to gimme gimme mine 'cause I'm heavy when I weigh it Watch the way I say it (ego trip) I change my pitch up, smack my bitch up, I never did it The flavor's bein' bought, but brothers ain't gettin' it Get it, or else you're a goner When I rolls over ya gonna have to wanna lamp Cause it's the Chattanooga champ Takin' the train, takin' the train, takin' the train, takin' a train Now I'm somethin' like a phenomenon I'm somethin' like a phenomenon Well, I'm the hourglass cat Drug it out of jack (For Jill) 'Cause I spilled the phenomenon Pack the holes in my lawn Got girls in my song Word is bond, I'm a livin' phenomenon Well I'm a better brand 'cause I'm a superman I run the block with my circle cause I'm nubian I got the platinum rust, so don't even fuss 'Cause DJ Paul, he's down with us Now people stop takin' my stylin' for a joke I don't sassafrass, I put the foot up their ass Sometimes I'm fast, blow off like a seal When they reminisce over you For real Mase chopped the record down to the bone And now Renee King is on my telephone But I got the Ring Ring Ha Ha Hey Hey 'Cause this type of shit it happens every day I got to make me a connection so my imports stuff (Word) Word 'em up 'Cause I'm so fly Yes on and on I'm ins like - (Don't rock my yacht) I got Gills like Johnny Sail at 7 elf (Well, good for ya) Bigger than bigs, dig it (I dug it) Ways that amazes popes I am the is equals is 'cause it's caught up When the tides taught me the ropes No weights for the baits (Man, I'll give you four) For a verb unheard of (Man, gimme one more) Alright you got it if you're special With a dapper toe tapper when a lot's goin' on (And ain't a damn thing happenin') The answer to the riddle is me and here's the question Who can be (fresh), who can be (dope) Who can be (nice), who can be (beautiful) Who can be (word), who can be? Me be the Jericho Turnpike bandit Yes, competition try to troupe my way I sing the song you never heard before I feed the famine in the mind So mind ya manners baby I run a line on ya Lay ya on the springs then slay ya All this and a condom 'cause I be a taxpayer Promotin' of a moccasin I skin like Danny Boone When I swallow hear the (gulp) So give me roomm just give me room back the hell up Back the hell up Know what I'm sayin' Or when I run the mic there won't be no delayin' Pressure 40 does it like a Easy Bake oven Blues got the muffin Eat it! Blues got the muffin Eat it!! Intoxicate many wit my talk without intoxicatin' myself low So I gots to walk slow but... Don't you get too high (Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip, Ego trip) (Aaah!! Aaah!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aaah!! Aaah!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aaah!! Aaah!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aaah!! Aaah!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aaah!! Aaah!! Aahh!! Aahh!! Aahh!!) Somebody's cryin'? I know somebody's cryin' Who's cryin'? Yo, somebody's cryin' here (Trippin' down the fuckin' stairs) (YEEAAAHHH!)