Whether in a penthouse or a cave dweller 

I can tell you 'bout now I'm not a fortune teller 

Grab a treat from Yosi my muffin seller 

Got mad technique like Rudy Van Gelder 

And yes I got a plan I'm a carry out it 

Yes I'm pro-choice I'm a scream and shout it

Yes I love life and I try not to doubt it 

Yes I'm gonna party 'cause I'm 'bout it 'bout it 

When it rains I don't use an umbrella 

When I write rhymes, I use indeli-ble ink 

That will make you think 

Flowing like water that you love to drink 



NOW get busy 



Sweet like a ??? filled with Nutella 

Creamy like buffalo mozzarella 

Sneaking around you know I smell ya

Well I play ya like a peanut and throw the shell ya 

Well I could give a fuzz if ya think you're a baller 

I gets 'em ??? ?? well you fall smaller 

Middle school rapper and a proud yes y'aller 

If ya think about your grandma go ahead call her 

From the East Coast so I don't say hella 

At the mic stand my performance is stellar 

Pop the tape in and I listen to fella 

I give a little shout to Nelson Mandela 



NOW get busy 



Known for the words that make you scream and holler 

I'm Count Dooku to your Queen Amidala 

Give a shout to Spiro or John Waller 

I'm a student of the game and a bona fide scholar 

So ease up on the bong to ease that coughin' 

Butter's on the table now watch it soften 

Bring in those beats and I'm a bring them often 

I'm a keep rappin' when I'm in my coffin 

Like a mind gone mad that is unwinding 

In a padded room the walls you're climbing 

Don't sign on the line if it looks binding 

Ya have to get loose and find the lining 



NOW get busy