Yo Black

[Kool Keith]<br>Bobbito`s in the house!<br>I gotta say one thing, y`all been great playin the real shit<br>Y`know, all this radio shit, this flower shit you be hearin<br>All this la-la-la and this, TLC condoms on your eyes and all that shit<br>I`m not with that..<br><br>Yeah! You listenin to the sounds, of the one, Rhythm X -- the man<br>I`ma show you how to get wreck<br>The right way, not the wrong way<br>Watch me when I do this, pay attention<br><br>Check it out<br>Shut up! Step back! That picky-packy-wacky rap<br>Your old flow is over and your rhyme style is over with<br>In fact, big head, yo take it as a bigger diss<br>I come walk in your show like David Berkowitz<br>Make you think you swimmin like that homey Mark Spitz<br>How can you put up a fox, against an ALLIGATOR<br>I chew your crew one by one, like a Now or Later<br>I make a heavy man light, turn a black kid white<br>Bust a rhyme in they rectum, squeeze it tight<br>I wreck shop like Rock the Ricky Wrecka<br>Crush-a, stomp-a, nother, brother<br>I make MC`s go, "Heyy hoe heyy hoe"<br>Look at me now, whassup? HEY JOE!<br>You say you bad but good, but soft as oakwood<br>Perpetratin wild when you`re comin from NO hood<br>I wipe your style like doo doo, when I beat ya<br>Treat ya like an old Bible rhyme in school, teach ya<br>Like my son, did your mother tell you?<br>Pee pee`s on the rise, why the X gotta smell you?<br>You know me, I know you, you droppin lyrics<br>on the record that`s spinnin that smell like doo doo, yo get back<br>I rock styles on top, another Funky child<br>I kick a rhyme so swift, and make your girl smile<br>You better go off and think, cause I`m your father<br><br>Yo black, go back, step back, you`re wack (5X)<br><br>Check it! One two, you don`t wanna step to<br>crazy psycho patient from the Bronx, comin at you<br>I get hyper and deep, funky freaky flex<br>Bust my style, get wild, flow like Rhythm X<br>People know they wack, in fact, I`m comin back black<br>Bustin stupid styles on you clowns with the maps out<br>You say you good with the mic, man I wonder why<br>You think I`m sleepin? But y`all was gone beddy-bye<br>Rappers on my D-head, quick to stick in New York<br>Everywhere I go hoe, never ridin I walk<br>You think you fly and don`t try, yo lick the penis B<br>I ride a rhyme to Mars, and go to Venus see<br>Take you on a trip and make you bug out, seek out<br>Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday whole week out<br>Check it, watch it, back up, slow down<br>The same way you blow up, I make a rapper go down<br>I make you quit rap, and try to get with Bobby Brown<br>Slide and glide, Boogie Down like James Brown<br>Never will I say I, watch me when I do that<br>When I grab the mic and rock, watch them say "Who dat?"<br>I know my tongue is long just like a lizard<br>Can you drop the mic - respect the funk wizard<br>I know you breakin your neck, to hear the X stuff<br>Back to burn, yo Sam, yo ain`t the X rough<br>I look at millions of groups and tell em get back<br><br>Yo black, go back, step back, you`re wack (4X)<br><br>Third rhyme, see who rock and move and spread the rumors<br>You rappers been played like suede Puma`s, yo bust it<br>I kick a style so rugged, they`re makin ? wet<br>Change they panties and bras, and make a dollar bet<br>Never will I stop it, got the target on your anus<br>Your preschool style, kindergarten not the same as<br>I rock, you can`t, this ain`t your place to be<br>I make you cry kid, cover your face to me<br>I`m not the one, fairy tale like Patti LaBelle<br>My job is easy when I`m draggin em down to hell<br>You know my story when I`m throwin you off the cliff<br>Them jelly rhymes on the table with Skippy and Jif<br>I see these suckers better find another game plan<br>I never heard of you stupid! What`s your name man?<br>Don`t try to come back, we cut your hair bald B<br>Jump on my tip, when you`re takin a fall G<br>You see the style is mine, but can the X flow?<br>I make your fans get wild, and boo your next show<br>Kick it when I feel it, the X style reveal it<br>Don`t try the "bee-bee-bo" flow, rap on no track<br>I give you more than some comp, I give you no SLACK<br>People know I wreck, did that kid - get the message?<br>I drop the rhyme, aim a missile in your rectum<br><br>Yo black, go back, step back, you`re wack (8X)