[Chorus]
Oh yeah
Well the bell has rung
Cause the time is here
Oh Yeah
We gotta switch it around
And put the thing in gear
Oh yeah
Not much is for sho
But this here is true
Oh yeah
I gotta do it for me
But then I'll do it for you

Major attraction
Trouble distraction
Scramble up my name and it still come action
Musics our number
Dial to sue slumber
Open up ya ears to the low tint of thunder
Created Queens native
Mixes automated
Want some fresh shit then we?ll correlate it
Busta is ferocious
I'm flawed and percosious
Carryin' fools out
Cause ma willy bodocious
Peoples don't blame me
Shorty's cant game me
Country Cherokee
But the city here made me
rock like coral
distinctive bout my hormals
Gotta lil grime
And gotta lotta lorals
The rhthym stay banging
My one two thingin'
Is eximplified by the cop left hanging
Percussion's our weapons
Drums are Smith and Wessn's
lyrics pop it off
Leaving deep impressions

[Chorus]

I feel what the beat does
People fuck wit me cause
When the song end
I become what the beat was
Same thing is other
No need for cookie cutta
The bar gets raised
Not ya average old gutta
For that I hit a chin up
B, ya time been up
Would of came sooner
But I overslept my get up
Now lets get in the middle
Girl I'll solve ya riddle
Cause we can be strong
And protect against the brittle
Ya groupies need to see me
Go and get the CD
I aerosol you all top to bottom like graffiti
?
Dudes say I'm plotting
When you here the music
Thus begin the mardi gra'n
Bribes ain't the issue
That's how I'm gone get you
Don't need a bill board
hit for me to hit you
The clear for ya mic its
Who always come the tightest
Queens everywhere
Demonstrating who the fliest

[Chorus]

Writer : CHUCK MANGIONE, JAMES DEWITT YANCEY, OTIS LEE JACKSON, JR., ROGER KAY KARSHNER
Copyright : Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, IRVING MUSIC, INC OBO JALDI KARO MUSIC CO.