Bout to Get Ugly

I think I'm ready to do some type of report Probably what she really want, lookin' all lovely (Mark Ron) What they don't know (Rhymefest) it's about to get ugly From the East to the Midwest (Chi-Town) Lemme tell you how we do it, look (It's 'bout to get ugly) You know it's Chi 'til I die Man, I'm lovin' the spot But when I'm up in NY they say the clubbin' is hot They say, you could meet a broad, take her home on the spot And that broad can get a broad Bring 'em home and just watch (yes) They say Club Cheeta, that's the place Now that's the place where I heard niggas gettin' shot in they face We can hit Central fly Long as the chicks is fly I need some head, no time to waste Who that DJ be? They said Ronson Step in the club with one hand on my Johnson That Midwest attitude gettin' 'em respondin Talkin' 'bout "Ooh, his accent is so charmin'" Yeah, you wanna dance? Chick, lets go Glowsticks, lollipops, right foot, left toe Looked around the room, I ain't see no negroes Like ahh, "Niggas don't listen to techno" Slow it down now, we goin' downstairs They got the Cristal, they got the lounge chairs With the pretty Puerto Rican girls around here (hey baby) I know its everyday for you, I ain't from 'round here Probably what she really want, lookin' all lovely What they don't know it's about to get ugly What they don't know it's about to get ugly Right now it's gonna get ugly Probably what she really want, lookin' all lovely What they don't know it's about to get ugly Tell you right now it's about to get ugly Right now most thinkin' it's lovely I'm dancin with this chick, right? Music hard, got her ass jumpin' all night DJ throwin' that new Petey Pab', that's tight (no shirt on) Say playa, what that is, the White Stripes? (Oh) Where the hell he get that mix? White boys goin' wild doin' back flips Playin rock n' roll, mixed it with the black shit M.O.P, AC/DC That's it, keep it goin' Now its Rob Zombie I never liked rock n' roll but now its on beat Blonde hair, blue eyes, kissin' on Che I'm Mos Def, she the queen of the stone age Rhymefest, I'm the king of my own age Get your motor running, head out on the highway The way this DJ like the start shit and stop shit Should we dance? Hell nah, start a mosh pit And let 'em know we just Probably what she really want, lookin' all lovely What they don't know it's about to get ugly What they don't know it's about to get ugly Right now it's gonna get ugly Probably what she really want, lookin' all lovely What they don't know it's about to get ugly Tell you right now it's about to get ugly Right now most thinkin' it's lovely Probably what she really want For me to miss my plane Stay in NY and do it again Probably what she really want Rock stars, electric guitars Baby, who's pullin' your strings? Probably what she really want The DJ in the booth Thinking he D Mac playin' the truth With the hard rock, hip-hop East to Midwest Mark Ronson's on the cut And my name is Rhymefest Right now it's gonna be, ugly as it's gonna be Right now, gettin' ugly It's gettin' ugly Right now, it's gettin', it's gettin' ugly Right now, right now Do it again, do it again, do it again now Going to get ugly right now Good God, I can't, I can't help myself Sometimes Oh, oh, oh, no, no, no Yeah, yeah Oh, oh Right now (Mark Ron) Every hour, this motherfucker right now