(Transformer)

This calls for some affirmative action

[paper is ripped]

(Then show me)

(Show me)

Yo, I gotta rip somebody on this one

(Show me)

(All - you - gotta - say)



Give me a bassline, and a mic just in case I'm

Prepared to rhyme and get hype, I won't waste time

Craig G is back in effect with a flow and a flex

And it don't matter who's on next

Cause there won't be a mic left

And the stage got ripped from the hype steps

Speakin of steps, don't step to this

Cause Craig G's just too treacherous

With a mic in hand I command like a foreman

And all of my troops'll start stormin

So any MC in the vicinity

You better run or prepare for an injury

Yeah, that's the way I like to flow

One rhyme to your mind's like a death blow

I oughta be jailed for this

But to some it's considered a gift

So I'ma shoot it, just like a Mac-10

Way to the front and up to the back and

You little wack hip-hop basehead

Here's a rap that'll turn your whole face red

A brother makes three LPs

And he's still sportin Pumas and Lee's

And his label wants to give him the boot

But he owes em so much loot

That they're writin him off with their taxes

It considers his albums as practice

But yet he took the time out to dis me

On some bold chance that he thought he could rip me

He called me his son, but is he sure?

I never slid checks under his door

So yo, watch your step, you little asswipe

Your album sales couldn't generate a flashlight

Or buy you a pack of gum

Your juice spilled, so here's a sponge

And if you try to play me as a kid

Just remember, I know where you live

And next time you hit the pipe

And you think you wrote somethin hype

Just think: I could kill you dead

But nah - I'll just rip you to streads

Punk