it's da bomb
 I drop bombs like Hiroshima
 it's da bomb
 I know you hear me comin here I come
 So you besta watch ya back
 it's da bomb
 I know you hear me comin here I come
 And I'm called the Miggida Miggida Mac

 Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
 Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
 Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
 Well  here it comes
 say what
 Here it comes
 It's the quicka rippa ripper
 Known to flip a script like it ain't notin'
 All ya MC's that used to MCs better duck an'
 Run an' hide cause it's too late to try to make it right
 Ya just messed up and I ain't tryin' to let ya slide
 Cause I ain't the one for that I ain't the one that slack
 I'm the Miggida-Miggida-Mac pack and I ain't takin' jack
 I don't care who you get or who ya wit'
 Just know you won't be equipped to what it takes to break this krossed
 out kid
 I've got deez off dout clout cause I'm deez off doubt
 I'm bad suckas if ya wanna know what I'm talkin about
 So lay your cards on the table cause I'm able to rock
 When ever, where ever I still rocks the cradle
 Cause i'm a nappy happy bad little sun-of-a-gun
 And in my eyes, nigga, you don't want none
 Cause on the mike I get dum-ditty ditty-dum
 So watcha back when I say here it comes

 I know you hear me comin here I come
 So you besta watch ya back
 it's da bomb
 I know you hear me comin here I come
 And I'm called the Miggida-Miggida-Mac

 Well, can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
 Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
 Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
 Well, here it comes
 say what
 Here it comes

 understand that Kris to the Kross comes with nothing but flavor
 we get our own on our own ain't askin for no favors
 we're true to what we do that's how we be
 so just reason with the D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C

 I betcha never thought you would here it like this
 Some funk for the trunk by this nigga named Kris
 See, I ain't into the game
 I'm true to the gang
 I'm poppin' your thang til the party people swing
 Cause I'm a little rough neck
 Tiffy-tiffy tough neck
 Cause what gettin' 'nough respect
 And all those little punks talkin' junk bring it on
 Cause I just love takin' punks outta homes
 why
 Cause I'm a nappy happy bad little sun-of-a-gun
 And in my eyes, nigga, you don't want none
 So watcha back or comments will startcha runnin'
 And do-do on yourself when you hear the daddy comin'

 I know you hear me comin here I come
 So you besta watch ya back
 it's da bomb
 I know you hear me comin here I come
 And I'm called the Daddy Mac

 But, can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
 Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
 Can I drop the bomb drop the bomb
 Well, here it
 say what
 Comes
 I'll be coming around the mountain when I come droppin' a bomb
 Creepin' up on those Romper Room suckas who wanna get some
 So feel the wrath of a brat with the Mac pack
 Walkin' away you're like the bottom of a door mat
 I didn't gain props cause I was a suckas daughter
 I had to earn them droppin' dynamite like Jimmy Walker
 I can pay Donny Mars in a sticky cage
 Give me 30-30 half-callibar half-gage
 And if you don't know what I'm talkin' about
 Test me out
 We're in the big part of in The Last Boyscout
 Scopin' a needle is like a needle in a haystack
 Press the new rookie breakin' rims down like Shaq
 You think you're dealin' with a weak boy step back
 Cause I'm comin' up like a Veteran on a phat track
 I'm bein' all I wanna be so you tell Uncle Tom
 Dat Da Brat done drop da bomb

 I know you hear me comin here I come
 So you besta watch ya back
 it's da bomb
 I know you hear me comin here I come
 And I am what they call Da Brat