Intro/Chorus: Greg Nice
 Do what cha got ta do  do whatcha gotta (3X)
 International  do the Lambada

 Verse One: Greg Nice

 Yes I'm the man with the mic in my hand
 Give me elbow room  it's time to expand
 Styles  that I be kickin is grand
 Can't catch me with a radar scan
 Now what's a rock  what's a pebble  what's a stone?
 What's a bitin MC, that's a clone
 I'm Big Willie on my cellular phone
 All I wanna do is make the fly girls moan, hey!!
 I bring drama like Prince
 I been rippin microphones (how long?) ever since
 Rubber boots and Lee suits
 Three Card Molly and prostitutes
 Get down, uhh! I stain like ink
 Comin to your rescue just like Link
 Tuesday night on my way to the rink
 Bag me a dime piece dressed in pink

 Chorus 2X

 Verse Two: Smooth B

 Now don't get uptight, I'm travelling at the speed of light
 And everything's gonna be alright
 Smooth B, sort of like an action figure
 Uptown Boogie Down Bronx rap nigga
 Doin what I gotta
 Gonna make the Planet Rock like Afrika Bambaata
 Peace to Red Alert
 Aiyyo, back up from the ropes, so no one gets hurt
 It's the MC with the golden charm
 Dustin rappers off with the golden arm
 This style deals with the mic in my palm
 I never leave my crib without readin the psalms
 I gotta read my scriptures for they keep me refined
 I gotta keep my nine for the deaf dumb and blind
 Rewind selector, lead by supreme protector
 keepin the tax collector
 off my back, and I could never afford to have wack, styles
 of rap, check my almanac
 ("I did it like this, I did it like that")

 Chorus 5X