[Verse One]

The entertainer who flips shows thats the bomb like 2 chicks

Threw your acoustics when on stage I use wits

To all ya dogs let it be known I abuse pitts

Lyricists stay focus to burn while ya crew sits

The truth its the one to break trees to tooth picks

Even some chewsticks floating on cruise ships

For battles I use whips without ya lyric proof kit

You'll get bruised quick beat me suck a moose dick

What are you stupid hyper then kids' on school trips

I make groups quit troops split footage for news clips

With babe ruth hits without ponch I produce chips

Impact with bruce kicks you a jokes like spoof flicks

All ya'll dreamers go head knock yaself out make ya boots click

Hang like the loose lips on one of those lukes tricks

If you aint a ass i'll cut off ya toes till the shoe fits

With more milk then a cow with 42 tits



[Chorus]

The show must go on

If I aint have a mic check and the sound aint right yet

Soundman

The show must go on

When there aint a backstage but the crowds in a rage

The show must go on

If heads can't hear in the rear and wanna rock bring that shit right here

The show must go on

If niggas wanna act like they thugs throw em out cause we came here to bug



[Verse Two]

We rocking our shows all retarded opening acts departed

Like we farted looking hard kid we bard it

Hamburgers dont know im chimpanzee hearted

Rock for the respect and do it for the art quick

You ya d.j. and dancer makes 3 targets

You see tony montanas face d scared it

Won't stop till billboard has my energy charted

My lyrics alone is throne for t.d. yardage

To beats that be guarded but ya dees garbage

My albums outta this world only E.Ts got it

Follow where we trotted not even d.t.s spot it

Smack niggas and they be like he started



[Break]

Dees flow beat yos chico he grows from below people continue

Do re me fa so la di do blast stereos D ready go



(hi break go on)



[Verse Three]

D sturbed likes laugh alot but on this one thats gonna have to stop

You astronauts didnt know I spit acid drops

Funkier then ass and socks you ain't got half the props

Should get reck by a mass of cops who own masterlocks

Ahead of my time rhymes designed by magnavox

I blast you jocks ya all hyper then a fag with cox

When it comes to mics i'm the first and the last to rock

Spit on traffic cops cornier then that show mash on fox

Jackie chan is nice but I pocess faster chops

Feel aftershocks pass my block burning plastic pots

For u existing i'll smack ya pops

Battling me is a violation like throwing trash in lots

You dont need to ask its hot and my staff with glocks

Be on the low like heads running putting graff on spots

Smash ya plots live long taking ya cash and crops

Don't know the time flavor flav hit em with a bag of clocks yeahaaa boyeee



[chorus]



[Singing]

The show must go on

For you and for me

So we can all enjoy

What I do naturally