Intro:
 Yes yes y'all  ooh funk....
 Yes yes y'all  to the beat y'all
 From the ol schizzy with the yes yizzy y'all
 Ooh in come funk
 Yes yes y'all  to the beat y'all
 From the ol schizzy it's the yes yizzy y'all
 Ooh notes come wrong
 Verse 1:
 Dre is chillin  Ruff is chillin
 What more can I say? (Let's make a million)
 M E L Man  niggas call me Most
 I be rockin on the East and the West Coast
 Your mail go back like Emmitt Smith's hairline
 With Jordache devils and Calvin Kleins
 This shit be on my mind like O'Donnells interceptions
 How would I look with Mike's complexion
 Eat me, freak me, take your hand and leave me
 All I wanna say is "I don't really give a fuck"
 cos Most he be mega
 Copped the Play Station but still play the Sega
 and in the PJ's I DJ and blow amps
 Bad as *?shrimp stampy?* with the food stamps
 Huh, I'm not a stranger to danger
 On the streets I be known as the jaw rearranger
 Heavy with the metal, Mel-Man rule
 White boys say it now "Cool, cool, cool!!!"
 I bring the fizzy that's the obvious
 I got a grip but the only clip I load be the floppy disk
 In the SP or the MV, see three G
 Ho's see me comin in 3-D
 I spread Lizzy with ten mates
 Hit the skins and I break out like an inmate
 Hey yo, that's how it is and that's how I want it
 This is my world and I'm shittin on it
 Chorus:
 (On the world) Shittin on it
 (On the world) Shittin on the world
 (Here me, yeah, shittin on the world)
 *repeat*
 Verse 2:
 I warm it up like humidity
 Mel, okay I'm here til infinity
 My shit be outta...space with the Ewok
 This is my planet but I never wear the Reebok
 When we rock to the beat of accapella
 Most reigns supreme, niggas grab your umbrellas
 It's time to bounce so where the player, mate?
 Jealous MC's still drinkin on that "Hator"rade
 Bitches flirtin with the giggles and chuckles
 You'll never get the jezzy bare, knuckle
 cos I get a tingle in the jimmy after three days in it
 Hold up! Back to the clinic
 Uhh, aah, poked your bitch in the eye
 then I step like Omega's hifi (AWROOF!)
 I walk the earth like Moses
 Any mackadocious, I grew up with no chips
 Shows I turn out
 I got dough but still call my hos on my burnout
 But can't phone long distance
 I'm a rich nigga still gettin public assistance
 Rockin shit on a task cam
 Got MC's talkin 'bout "I love you, man"
 But you can't get my last bud
 or my last dove outta beats we be makin
 Dre and M-E-L got the whole Earth quakin
 That's how it is and that's how I want it
 This is my world and I'm shittin on it
 Chorus x3
 Outro: (over chorus)
 Yes yes y'all, ooh funk...
 Yes yes y'all, to the beat y'all
 From the ol schizzy with the yes yizzy y'all
 Ooh in come funk
 Yes yes y'all, to the beat y'all
 Every three days and the El change ???
 Ooh, Most come funk