Intro: 

Gotta watch out for them critters 

I get the party live, Common Sense will get the party live huh (x4) 

Verse 1: 

I was born in Chicago raised on Planet Rock talking zsa zsa zsa zsa, 

Catch knock my tape like beats (uh), I'm fresh as fruits, 

You pussy MC, it's you I rebuke, repent 

You burn up you got me bit, I'm coming as ebit 

Got on big hoes at Freaknit, frequently your telling me 

Won and worn your rockets, so, he ain't put no scratch in my pocket 

Yo heard, with my head I cock it, and rock it like that brother in 

Colors 

Cause I want y'all to live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin' to the rear 

But I can't get us all in free (what?) it's just another case of that 

2 

dollar MC 

I rock the same clothes 3 days straight to you they wrinkled but to my 

they 

straight 

Now I'm straight are you straight? I'm straight as long as I got beer 

I thought about it jack, and now I'm out of here 

Hook: 

"Maintain the rock" 

I get the party live, Common Sense will get the party live, huh "Don't 

stop 

the rock" (X4) 

Verse 2: 

I need me some new socks, I need me some new drawers 

I draws attention, like a letter to a sargent 

Theres A Few Good MC's the wack I'm giving code red 

Slim say I got nobody but when they see me at the party they be like 

"Go head, go head", cause I gots the cuts like Bobby, rappers are 

dickheads 

Choppin' they demo, I do it like Big Red 

My office hours are from 9 to 5, while you avoid the party I make it 

live 

The fellas nod and the chicks dance 

While I'm coolin' in my jumpers and my big pants 

I'm as dope as PCP, MC's see me and start having flashbacks 

I don't flash scratch, I gotta watch my back 

Now a days blacks don't know how to act, besides Larry Fishburn 

Charles Jug and Wesly Snipes, marks wanna test me because I test the 

mics 

I check 'em like sound, and like loose I'm down 

Plus I done got better since Soul By the Pound, I maintain 

Hook (X4) 

Verse 3: 

I fall fresh apon the spirit, with the lyric that's overwhelming 

And house more hoes then Spellman, worse unwelcome like James Johnston 

My brains sponcering speech on the mic, I'm like a Jackson 

Rappers I'm fondaling, they try to settle out of court 

But I, could never be bought, what type of rebel eats pork? 

I'll take the cat and never get caught, you wack together we fought 

Cause I can't see my melons boxing if he's not boxin' with 'em 

I don't care who started it, I'm gonna be apart of it 

Regardless of the odds of how hard 

It's been many times we was outnumbered and we still got with them 

I got rhythm from some boogers and some foxes 

But if I becomes a 10 then some brothers all some gin 

And I got juice, and this niggas scared 

I'll F your head up, like the L.A. 4, when I flow for cash I got for 

broke 

like Mel for Moore 

Why should a male with a B8 get more then me? 

When Rashid got an MC degree, and a doctorine in rockin' shit I go to 

docs 

to get 

A fishwish with cheese, I don't mix with MCs, cause I just don't like 

the 

mother____ 

But I'm still maintaining 

Hook