Mc Shan

Me and Marley Marl, we are resented, ya know?
Because of the beats and the rhymes we invented
To cold dis anothers a thing that we love
So heres another one to get jealous of
Do it ya
Do it ya
MCs that I battled are the MCs I defeat
Now you say you took me out, now how that sound?
Do it ya
Kazookie-zang
Kazookie-zang
Kazookie-zang-bong-baga-dung-dang [x2]
Once Im done puttin heads to rest
I sit back and puff a spliff of buddha bless
See, in days of old mi rhyme went gold
The music, it wasnt recommended
Man used to sit on seat and tap out a beat
And went away feeling relieved
Hey ya
But soon after our rhyme is invented
And put together, it sound contented
And rhymin a-fi work
I tell you rhymin, yes it a-fi work
Bang-dang-dilli-dilli-dilli
MCs, dem like to bite the things you say
Others come along and like the beats you play
You know thats cold considered a dissin of work, ya know?
I dont deal with negativity and thing and thing
Im the MC, and Im also cool
Jacuzzi in my crib size of your pool
Sent di butler for my midnight treat
Rug so plush ya cant see ya feet
If ya come and visit if you choose
Its a must at the door that you leave your shoes
Dont obey and youll have to go
Some didnt listen till my gun went bo!
Rock the house a little bit
Rub-a-dub
Michigan and Smiley
And di Yellowman
And MC Shan and Marley
Ya know
The house is packed every place I play
But let me tell ya bout this jam one day
>From the very first time I walked through the door
I see the people rub-a-dubbin on the floor
Played the wall, a man came past
Oh my God, dem puttin fire to glass!
I dipped, I bobbed, I weaved, I shook
I hear ya pump it one time and from there youre hooked
It make you sell your car, your house, your ring
Have you flying through the clouds and you dont have wings!
He passed it to me, I said, "No," him said, "Why?"
My boy jumped up and said, "Ill give it a try"
>From the very first time he ignited the flame
My homeboy wasnt actin insane
I tapped him on the shoulder and I said, "Lets go"
He looked at me and replied with, "No"
I said, "Fuck it," and left him there
The torch, the pipe, the base, the chair
I came back five days from then
To my surprise I seen my friend
To let you know what this thing does
He was sitting in the very same spot he was
I walked over, "Want more?" he said
Pipin hot my man dropped dead
His head hit the table, the pipe hit the floor
But Ill mention that di man wont base no more!
Bo!
Kazookie-zang
Kazookie-zang
Kazookie-zang-bong-baga-dung-dang
Hey man, let me tell ya, man
True story, no bloodclot
???? when his head hit the floor, man
Everyone cried for the coroner
Some picked up di pipe and said
"Man, dem leave em on the floor just like he lay, ya know?"
Picked up dem crumb and put it in di pipe and fuckin pissed off, ya dig, man
Oh my God, bloodclot!
Man puttin fire to di glass thing, man
And say, "Scotty! Scotty! Where ya at, Scotty?"
To the transporter room, ya know?
"Beam me! Beam me!
Beam me, blood!
Beam me, bloodclot!"
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