[Pharoahe Monch] "I'm so confused, I don't know what to do

I think I'm going insane"



[Chorus: Motion Man (Kool Keith)]

Partners confused (the mouse raps when they lose)

Partners is soggy - they waterheads like Bobby

Partners is mildew - that's right

Partners confused (the mouse raps when they lose)

Partners is soggy - they waterheads like Bobby

Partners is mildew - that's right



[Kool Keith]

Rappers are weak they bullshit, talkin shit

They cadence is slow, them young kids are not equipped

Them handicapped raps get smacked back, in the wheelchair

Tuck in your anus piece, we catch crews with rectum grease

Hold down your fort, I'm veteran like Michael on the court

Baldhead swift slick make your wife wanna suck my dick

Rappers you know me, that keep it real shit is phony

No matter how much you smoke that weed, fuck with dust

I'm in yo' central, you drive fakin in the rental

Frontin yo' back out, I leave you with yo' wack ass out

Rhymin in Lees, with boots on and Dungarees

Hosin yo' sneakers, you smell like shit by the speakers

I'm speakin peakin doin it {?} like a Puerto Rican

Executive master, work around your fat stomach

Exhale, expert, piss upon your Polo shirt

Combat comrade, take your fuckin blue doo rag

No wave, no black, you just waste a can of Nu Nile

You need to regroup, wipe your ass for the new style

Crews with tests, I'm old, y'all "Young & the Restless"

I'm here with Motion, y'all niggaz rap in slow motion

Think you fast with thumbs stuck up in yo' tight ass



[Chorus]



[Motion Man]

Niggaz 4 cylinder, I'm V-12 and 101

My actions killin y'all, I monkey bitch your hoe's neck

She shows respect, she eats faggot both rap and coward

I smokes a zip, get them humans out the jungle fuck 'em

They not equipped for these monkeys caged, throwin shit

Elephant grip, I'm snatchin rappers on the {?} by they ear

like I'm they moms, rusty lip, just spittin horrible

I gives advice, President's psychiatric worker

Clerical nurse, I bet your mother's husband rocks a purse

Niggaz confused, cause I got styles to choose

My style is to switches, to switch from bus stop to Rolls Royce

to mack to you bitches, switch from Rolls Royce to baseball bat

to smack up you snitches, switch from baseball bat to triple

{*censored*} niggaz, white sheet, blood spot, backhandin yo' momma

That bitch was late on the payment, I got no time for the drama

Nigga take care of home

Grown man's my style, my delivery serve

Small medium large to extra large to XXL

X-X-X-X-X-X to XXL

Smoke the XXL, live in XX hell

They think I'm extra excel, don't fuck with light bulbs

with water valves we shock your ass well

I kick a Band-Aid for cuts



[Chorus]



[Motion Man] That's right



[scratched: "Huh, what?]



Motion Man, Kool Keith



[scratched: "Huh, what?"] "What?"