Come on

 Yeah  yeah
 The word is out
 Kool Moe Dee's in the house again
 And here we go again
 And word has it  the brother's esoteric knowledge
 Is a little too deep for the fans
 So he gon' come this time with a simplyfied rhyme
 Check it out

 [Verse 1:]
 Around and around and around we go
 People comin to the jam to hear me flow
 The live lyricist is here and it's so
 I got a funky beat to let you know
 Only real brothers wanna hear real rhymes
 All the soft suckers want the nickel-and-dime
 Candy-coated, sugar-coated bubblegum rap
 Long as it's movin on a funky track
 My vocabulary's over their head
 They can't understand a word I said
 So I gotta come with the watered-down sound
 With mediocre adjectives, verbs and nouns
 Party people in the party only wanna dance
 It's hard to rock a party when you're lyrically advanced
 I tone down the lyrics, supressed ego
 Got a funky rhythm, now watch me go

 [Chorus:]
 Here we go
 Come On
 (Go go go go...)
 (Here we go again)
 (Yeah y'all come on)
 (Here we go again)

 [Verse 2:]
 Go with the flow? no, no, no
 I am the brother that sets tempo
 Intelligent, relevant, eloquent speakin
 You do the dancin, I'll do the freakin
 Some people wanna dance, some people wanna listen
 Some people at the party only wanna hear the dissin
 My versatile styles, I'm able to adapt
 You know I'm talkin shit cause I'm all that
 I drop science for the brothers on the street
 Intellects get it, and others want the beat
 The way they feel I could be erased
 All they want is you to pump that bass
 Rather than tryin to change the times
 They would rather me change my rhymes
 A positive brother? yeah, yeah, we know
 But they would rather just watch me go

 [Chorus]

 [Verse 3:]
 I am a brother, young, gifted and black
 There's no need for the profane rap
 I'm lyrically potent, very well versed
 Some rappers can't rap and try to hide it with a curse
 Money in the pocket, gold around the neck
 Rings on every finger, boomin system in effect
 Tryin to imitate, or better emulate
 I can relate, but I rather innovate
 Like the creator I love to create
 Peace and love, conquerin hate
 I got a date with faith
 To be known as the great
 So all you sissy-soft suckers gainin weight
 Become irate, while the ladies girate
 Infatuate, lust and mate
 Mental state, compensate
 If I get too deep, then you won't relate
 So now I gotta tone down the sound
 Cos I can pick the beat up and turn it around
 Turn any jam to a political party
 Raise your conscience and rock your body
 If you can't relate, just clap your hands
 Listen to the rhythm and do your dance
 And I'll just party with the alter ego
 Rock-the-body-body-body-body, here we go

 [Chorus