Now let's start the show Step out of the cold We from the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The pimps and the hoes The Folks and the Stones you ride fo', we back for some mo' Get to the show show, you know
Uh, uh Ladies and gentlemen the Synonym for fresh, is the emb-lem Hardcore since I was next door to and them Cold as the winter when fake niggaz was Shakin in they Timberlands, you was as Bennigans Hot for a minute, now you a "remember him" I a +Master+ since P was No Limit-in Stick a sayin, no gimmick and no Q infinitin down old are bendin in Yellin (Fuck Tha Police) like Ren and brief these niggaz on who I be Before the paper and the fame knew Rashid Noble like Dru Ali - many have but few have been to be a true MC You sing along wit it, inside you it's wack Young who? I don't a openin act
Now let's the show show Step out of the cold We from the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The pimps and the hoes The Folks and the Stones Whoever you fo', we back for some mo' Get to the show show, you know
Let, let, go It's a festival in hip-hop, we do it Pop your bottles, niggaz do it in staccato notes for my homies, fuck a motto And shoes givin dudes the model Think fast, slow, survival is the throttle Your live show is hollow, shoulda it local Rappin over vocals, soundin soft as With twelve monkeys on stage hard to see who's a gorilla You was better as a dealer Feel the passion of B-boy ration-al Half of it is what you say, and half is Guess it's time for you to cashin now It's over folks, your guys to put the glasses down Masters now, verses touch the like a Catholic priest Performances me stackin the sheets
Now let's start the show Step out of the cold We from the 'Go, 'Go To the top of the globe The pimps and the hoes The Folks and the Stones Whoever you ride fo', we back for mo' Get back to the show, you know