Sellin out shows like John Mellencamp
 Hype so hype call me Joe Amp
 Skins be playin me close like a stamp
 Its dark in here  turn on the lamp
 End of the month  say what? you got the cramps
 Now who is the man with the bag of tricks?
 Hey it's not a problem that I can't fix
 (And we been doing this since '86)
 Now I don't want trouble
 I'm humble like Barney Rubble
 If you give me trouble, I'll give it back to you double
 It ain't nothin but a little razor stubble
 And don't make me burst that bubble
 I like diamond links and minks and furs
 With some cowboy boots without the spurs

 Chorus: (Repeat 5X)

 Check out the way we be rippin it
 Sky's the limit, this is how we flippin it

 Smooth B:

 I'm happy to be alive, never took a dive
 Used to hang out with this king who had 43 wives
 Didn't know who he loved the most
 So they all played him closer than butter on toast
 For rhyme or reason, never treason
 The kid was always in season
 Took me to the players ball and all
 Told me always keep my game tight and stand tall
 Now I always have love for my people
 Especially when they stayin on point like a steeple
 But now more than ever we got to stick together
 There's been enough bad weather
 Take a look around you
 I know it seems sometimes like negativity surrounds you
 But don't let it stop you from gettim loot
 If homegirl's frontin, than play her like a flute
 Yo man start fakin than he can get the boot
 Cause being on the block broke man ain't cute
 Patience persistence
 And all praises due for this physical existence
 I always say first things first
 The last thing on my mind is things can be worse