[Pete Nice]

Pete Nice is in the house, ah Beatnuts in the house

Woop woop, Daddy Rich is in the house and we're about to swing it



"Outta my way baby! Man gotta keep on moving" [x2]



Never got caught in the booty booty trends

As a youth peeped Red Alert on the weekends

Daddy Rich skills on the cuts like the butter

Head for the hills, jet go and tell your mother

Minister, sinister, a fist full of dollars see

Get with the vibes of my slick verbal tapestry

Never second guess cause your rep will start to crumble

Play the role of humble, if you follow, never stumble

Don't fret y'all if you think you're born the suspect

One day your record might boom in the projects

Say where you been, hey been swimming in the sewers

Cruising 24th street, picking up some brewers

Ya from, stung you with the lyrical artilary

Big rap money-making, please this place is for me

Like the E-Double said, "So Whatcha Saying?"

So get your fat ass out my way and



"Outta my way baby!"  "Big rap money-making nigga"

"Outta my way baby!"  "Man gotta keep on moving"



Here I come on the one with the burger on the bun

packing a ton, my water pistol weighs a ton, son

Some call me Jake, used to roll with the Fatman

Listen to my man, say Shawn's I'm a black man

Gave away the booty if the booty ever smelled up

Not the ??? with the frisk and got you felt up

Think I fall off, but let me tell you something

That's the day I see the white man jumping

Got the flavor of a Beemer 850

When it comes to tracks me and Rich is kinda pickey

Pete Nice and Daddy Rich swing and kick a verse

Step the way out my way out my way



"Outta my way baby!"  "Man gotta keep on moving"

"Outta my way baby!"  "Big rap money-making nigga"



Up in the Bronx where the people's kinda fresh and

Bought the Nike Air low cuts off the Jew man

Polish up a track like you polish up your five-stars

When I finish ripping, better check the stars

Bringing out the worst like a hearst in the casket

A question I ask it, a tisket, I tasket

Not the butter head cold chewing on the Grape Nuts

Beat style poetic with the butter of the Beatnuts

Took it overseas like the Lovetron Darryl Dawkins

Schoolyard ball, Roger Brown or Connie Hawkins

Walking like a duck, milk's the one but it's wispering

Sucking on pipes, but look at what it did to you

Pimping, scoring, the tour bus touring

Going to the Garden, see the Knickerbockers balling

Best believe we got the beat swinging

Peace to Mike Brady and I leave my man singing



"Outta my way baby!"  "Man gotta keep on moving"

"Outta my way baby!"  "Big rap money-making nigga" [x2]