Verse I: [D-Bo] Mister Anti-Rap, Mister Inflagranti-Sex, Mister ich geh los und klau mir an der Tanke 20 Becks. Mister na wie geht's?, Mister sag mir
you. MISTA LAWNGE: Yo this is the Sugar Dick Daddy, I'd like to say peace to my father, Bombed Out Brother. [MASE:] This is Baby Huey Plug Three, and I'd
tet' Je veu ale ou le mort fon la fet' Je veu me pendr' du hau du plafon Je veu me fer' pete le boulon ! je veu m'renplir 2 medikament repindre les mur D
prophetie, apocalypse Dans la cite de la bete j'habite au 6.6.6 KO c'est l'chaos, le K.O.S.O.V.O La BO en VO d'un fleau, degats collateraux Refrain
yo check it out [Chorus] Eve-ry bo-dy, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite C'mon, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite C'mon, touch this Illa-Fifth Dynamite Check it out, eve-ry bo
(what?) blow I'm kickin sorta funky like a ho- (what?) -bo Sissy chickens, I call the fag a he- (what?) -she Just scope the funky tongue, I flow in 3- (what?) -d
Alba's number, I'd call her right up, and I'd ask her what she's doing at half past three, and then I'd ask her if she'd marry me, If I had Jessica Alba
for those who get nifty That's why your ass so fast to call me swifty And here I go and here I go Hey yo go out like Bo and act like ya' know That ya'
me boy, you bother me) Mmm, folks won't find us now because Mister Satch and Mister Cros We gone fishin' instead of just a-wishin' (Bah-boo-baby-bah-boo-bah-bay-mmm-bo
and the Soul Brother (Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth) -- Heavy D Mecca and the Soul Brother (Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth was on stage drinkin Cisco) -- Heavy D
time when nobody Could beat me doing what I do. I'd punch out a ticket, Slide under the wheel, And right off the bat Have it under control Usin' one hand I'd
do shit! Now he mister hard body since he with the Unit. Wanna beat my ass? Then prove it! What you gon do? Sucker punch me and run, and D'mack
my heart) Verse 2 (D-Bo): Komm und offne deine Seele fur die Tiefe meines Blickes Eine Frage, die mich qualt, warum in mir drinnen Krieg is? Warum D-Bo
nenn Dich Judas Guck du hast keine Freunde Ich bin wie mein Altes Viertel an mir Platzen Deine Traume Jeder Riecht die Angst die aus deinen Hosen kriecht D-Bo
