Lyrics:
Like a two point five carat clustered jew-el
Rock like patti la-belle
Cause everything is real kid, you dead up
Dissect the true kids gettin set up
I'm not Prince, Lionel Richie, or Patti Labelle
I'm not the Cars, the Pretenders, or the be -52's
My name is Young MC, and I'm the one you should choose
need to fix your faces quickly
'for your spirit get eliminated
I've been initiated, strictly by invitation
To the order of the Samurai
So this is sacred
Prince, Lionel Richie or Patti Labelle
I'm not the Cars, the Pretenders or the B-52's
My name is Young MC, and I'm the one you should choose
'Cause when
I'm not Prince, Lionel Richie, or Patti Labelle
I'm not the Cars, the Pretenders, or the be -52's
My name is Young MC, and I'm the one you should choose
(Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey)
[Chorus]
Reasons
Reasons why we're here
Got me locked up every season
Wake up in a cell
(That ain't right, That ain't right,
to just be singin' hooks
What I look like?
Patti LaBelle or somebody?
Check it out, uh-huh, yeah
Oh, what a night
You should be like Missy 'stead
As I sit back relax
puff a blunt/sip a Becks
think about the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I'd probably go to jail
for fuckin Patti Labelle
oooh
As I sit back relax, steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I'd probably go to jail for fucking Patti LaBelle
the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I'd probably go to jail
For fuckin Patti Labelle
Ooh Regina Belle, she'd probably do me swell
Jasmine Guy was fly
the sexy singers that I wanna sex
I'd probably go to jail
For fuckin Patti Labelle
Ooh Regina Belle, she'd probably do me swell
Jasmine Guy was fly
lookin' for that paper that they can't tax
Yayo so clean, I told 'em call it, "Ajax"
Hialeah celebrated when Fidel died
Patti LaBelle, who knew that we
to just be singin' hooks
What I look like?
Patti LaBelle or somebody?
Check it out, uh-huh, yeah
Oh, what a night
You should be like Missy 'stead
One two, one two
And this is, the hardcore raw
Lyrical law, never seen before
And I am, D.M.C.
And for all of y'all
This is the way, we reckless
you're really real or not, can't take a loss, I can't take a L
I'm famous as hell, I ain't really well, but I'm hanging in there like Patti Labelle
I'm
probably go to jail
For fuckin Patti Labelle
Ooh Regina Belle, she'd probably do me swell
Jasmine Guy was fly
Mariah Carey, kinda scary
Wait a minute what
to the oil
I had it for sell but y'all fagots would tell
Go to jail and start singin' like Patti LaBelle
I ain't gon' back in a cell, you rat and you did
As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about the sexy singers that I want to sex
I'd probably go to jail
For fuckin' Patti Labelle
how she be lookin' at my diamonds
Ain't gon' lie that bitch fine ass hell
Ain't gon' lie that bitch like
She makes them birds sing like Patti LaBelle
assisted on the microphone
More like Patti Labelle, on my own
Just single-handed, the mic I commanded
Phony MC's don't understand it, and it
Is the real
you at a party, put up your dickbeaters
By time I get through wreckin your jaw
You be callin Patti LaBelle and Barry White hardcore
Why should I
Holt or Patti Labelle
Grab a bow, take a smell
Drop a bowl, tear a scale
Hundred dollar O's for the whole
Give me 12
You gon' know my Nina well
She come
again and we're gonna keep on marching
I make your mouthpiece obese like Delores
While I'm flipping pies like Patti LaBelle, Sara Lee
Eating all
grenades the size of Patti LaBelle's tits
Rap about artillery but never had no parts of missiles
Thought you had a gun but all you had was just a starter
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