Fat Boys - Trouble lyrics

Artist: The Fat Boys Album: On And On Song: Trouble Verse One: Kool Rock Ski Well, I'm a calm, collected guy And I'm never in trouble, so, now you know why At times I just get this urge To just k** this guy that keeps irking my nerves! Markie Dee: Yo, you sound like a murderer! Kool Rock: Yo, I'm cool and I'd never do a thing to hurt ya But, if you was in my shoes And a guy was that stupid, what the hell would you do? Always callin' you a chump Talkin' 'bout your girl, your mother and all types of junk A low down disturbing pest But, as of now, I'm gonna pluck this pest off my chest Mark: Whatcha gonna do, Rock? Kool Rock: Well, I don't know but I'll think of somethin', know what I'm sayin'? Mark: Well, I think you better think on the double Don't look now 'cause here comes trouble Chorus: Buff Love Trouble! Here comes trouble Verse Two: Kool Rock Ski Well, here he comes, walkin' down the street Standing about, well, 6 foot 3 A muscular brother, big like a giant Mark: Is he realy that big? Kool: Hey, yo, I ain't lyin' Mark: Rock, you better run, run quick like lightning! Kool: Wait up, you buggin', I hold my ground when I'm fighting Treat him like a stepchild Hit him in the lip, I fight like a rat, who's scared when I get wild? But let me think for a moment Do I really wanna go through that with my opponet Thinkin' about the things he did Broke my teeth, took my money, when I was a kid The hell with it! Bring on that s**er And I'll go head up with that dumb mother Mark: Yo, Rock, man, get yourself together Take a deep breath 'cause here comes trouble Repeat Chorus Verse Three: Kool Rock Ski Well, it's time for the showdown Gonna be a throwdown And when it's over somebody gotta go down It's a shame it came down to this But it's time I got rid of this pestilence Heart is beatin', beatin' real quick 'Cause sooner or later, some blood is gonna drip Whether it's mines or his Well, anyway, back to the fight! Listen up! Bust it The crowd then gathered around To see the Rock get pound to the ground He threw a left hook straight to the jaw It was the hardest punch I ever felt before I retaliated with a kidney shot A left to the ribs and went to the top The top of the head, that is! He took a fall And that's the end of: (trouble) Repeat Chorus: Buff Love