Once again it's on, the n***a you love to hate
Ice Cube's in the motherf**ing house
Yo I wanna say what's up to the n***as from the Lench Mob
J.D., T-Bone, Shorty, Del, yo
Sir Jinx, Chill, Dazzie Dee, and K Dee, yo
And the rest of the Mobs in the house
[Yeah, herd 'em up]
I wanna say what's happening to my man, Afrika Bambaataa
And the mighty Zulu Nation
I gotta give a shout out to the Public Enemy
Y'all motherf**ers in the house
And the n***as that's handelin' business, EPMD
Yo I wanna say what's up to Uncle L, LL Cool J
The n***a from Exclaim
I gotta say what's up to Digital Underground and humpty hump
Cause he makin' more than Donald Trump, you know what I'm sayin'?
I gotta say what's up to the n***as that's payin' dues, Low Profile
[W.C.'s in the house]
And that big ballin' a** n***a named King T
Dj Pooh, and the n***as that's droppin' bombs on your a**
The motherf**in' Bomb Squad
[Eric Sadler...]
I gotta say what's up to Big Daddy Kane
And the Rhyme, the Rhyme syndicate
And to the n***as that can slang them dolls, King Sun
I gotta say what's happenin' to my girl Yo Yo
She's stompin' to the motherf**in' 90s
And the I.B.W.C.
My man Mac, and to the Mackaframalama motherf**ers
Don't laugh hos, I'm down with the afros
I wanna say what's happenin' to the trigger-happy, motherf**in' Geto Boys
RUN DMC and Jam Mastery Jay
Stetsasonic and one time gaffle 'em up C.M.W.
I gotta say what's happenin' to my west coast homeboy
Ice-Motherf**in'-T
And my man from O-town, Too $hort's in the motherf**in' house
My man from the East coast, Busy Bee
The n***a from my block,
King Ronny Ron, D-Dougs, and my man Stretch
And you know that street knowledge is givin' the punch
I gotta say what's happenin' to my manager
Pay sharp and May, and you know she don't play
And my n***a, the only n***a [Who's that?]
Sir Jinx in the motherf**in' house
And to all the motherf**ers I forgot,
Y'all ain't did sh** anyway!
This is dedicated to the n***as that's been down since day one
Ice Cube in the motherf**in' house
Comin' at your a** with a gangsta lean
Fall of 1990 style, you know what I'm sayin'?
[We outta here.....]
Five thousand G
{phone}
Yo, Ice Cube man. Since you went solo, what's up with the rest of the..?
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