Bomb Squad - Kit (What's the Scoop?) lyrics

Kit, where you goin'? Sorry, Michael, it's Rick the Ruler, I have to go Lights, camera, action, you're on Get 'em Ricky D, what's wrong? The crowd's gone So help me out Kit cause this thief has to be caught Radio the chief of police, get a report Chief of police said "Well, I'm sorry Ricky D cause I really can't help" Ahh drats I think I'll take a long walk Kit put your scan on all these rappers in New York "But Michael's callin' me Rick, I have to go If I get a word you'll definetly be the first to know" Well on that night I felt really up tight Hello?, "Rick, it's Vance Wright Throw on your clothes, I found 'em, they're down town" Word?, "Someone's havin' a concert and they're using your crown" What?, you sure its mine? "Yo Rick, I know the shape of it" You know your scratches? "Yeah, plus I got tape of it" Get over my house quick, ride your motorcycle Kit, Ricky Rick, pick up, forget old Michael Well here came the DJ, trick to say the least "Yo let me hear the tape," it's a complete masterpiece Y'all figure this kinda is, but this I bound to overtake I heard a (honk honk), that's Kit, so let's break Here go my rap Kit an*lyze a hit, so Kit what's the scoop? "Slick Rick, this one is it" Well my tummy was growlin while I'se chillin in my seat We stopped by McDonald's so I could somethin' to eat Skipped the line, the crowd started to break Hey yo, let me get a Big Mac and a strawberry shake Someone snatched me by my neck I thought I must be dead Injected me with somethin', threw a bag over my head I felt real weak, word, I couldn't even stand I fell, next thing I'se being thrust inside a van Unconscious, who could be this shady? When I awoke I was in a room with this lady "So you're the boss, Slick Rick with all the clout?" Uh-huh know why'm I tied up and what's this all about? And this she left the room this was my one chance for hope I used my watch lighter to burn away the rope Then I's free, I's free, an alarm was alerted I made a flying leap through the window and it hurted Someone threw a knife, who could be this trife So I ran and I ran cause I was petro' for my life Stranded and raw I saw a phone not far I radioed in to my supadelic car Yo, what's with the concert, am I still in it to win it? "Yes I'm in Manhattan and I'll be there in a minute And oh, by the way, I re-listened to your hit, hey Rick" What's the scoop? "Oh man, this one is it!" Tight tight security - MAN, they was the softest Came in with some vandals and bumrushed the office Grabbed up the one who liked to front and pretend No, I don't know who it is, some brother lookin' like a hen "Let me go, let me go, please," you must be dusted Hand cuffed this brother cause the thief could not be trusted Grabbed up my money and my crown that's how I dissed 'em I went on the mic, and DJ, man, I'm on the system He warmed up the techniques to show he ain't soft The crowd was up and this is how it started off (Who, who, who is the top choice of them all?) Yo Vance, cut, thanks a lot, who wanna die? We up top, somewhat, forget me not Cla** that I have won't last Soon as I blast, from out the past, dash fast, and here at last Vance Wright, no man can bring you this And Ricky Rick, clean shot, cause I'm the king of this