How many rhymes does it take to reach from here to New York From here to New York Everybody's talking about sir Too $hort And its all night good 'cause some talk back s**er emcees wanna make me mad But I don't stop rapping and they don't seem To really understand just what I mean You a s**er emcee and wash the hall s**er emcees don't stand too tall I could spit you a rap then pull near I'm so fresh everyday of the year I could spit my rap straight to you s**er emcee and your whole crew Everytime you said I was what you wanted You never even knew you soon be fronted By an emcee rappers like me And giving no slack to your s**er emcees In your fak the one I might slap Same dang taste I was laughing at 'cause s**er emcees don't know the tip And your going to pay for everything you dip Tieing to front Too $hort you need to quit Rappers like me won't even trip So if don't recognize fronting your gear If it's you against short you will never win 'cause I'll stand here and won't stop rhyming Until I see you don't stop thing Or I won't stop that's what you heard 'cause you keep listening to my word Everyword I say comes loud and clear Out of my mouth straight to your ear And I just don't stop once I start I take a s**er emcee and just tear them apart Like this With a rap like this I be hard on the mic Spitting my rap to you all dang night Just give me a break before you get broke You to to be saved by Jon the Pope 'cause s**er emcees don't be the might 'cause you all want to se short rock the mic And when you find out that I don't quit I'm rapping to the beat like superslick Talking about your s**er what do you want You want to take a chance why do you front Too $hort baby here I stand From here to New York been known to jam Not one of those s**ers that play rap songs Making those words to sing along I'm fresh yea fresh as that So dang fresh I know the deal I'm from Oakland, California the big O-town Too $hort Too $hort I'm still down I put my whips down fresh I don't play From here to New York emcees will say I'm the s.h.o.r.t. spitting my rap to you s**er emcee 'cause like I said its time to pay Everything you said and everything you say Too hard you need to quit Rappers like me won't even trip See I knew you didn't knew what you stepped into When you front on a rapper like hayby too Everytime I rhyme people love my rap Its s**er emcee can't deal with that Just faker than fake you want me to be Just like you but soon you'll see Too $hort I'm in every drop I ride oh no I don't And losing to a s**er you know I won't Why you keep on front you so sleek All your homeboys rapping you against me Now your homeboys standing there looking laughing 'cause you went against short and broke you in half Like that I didn't give you a break I put you on the mic now they know you a fake Then I got on the mic look at me now Too $hort baby from the Oakland town Hard to leave but keep on there I proving to a s**er that short can ride And I know he knows Too $hort can 'cause the boy ain't nothing but one of my fans Wanna be like me so dang back Your principal dreams all your emcee hack If you really don't know who's the best Too $hort baby from the wild wild west All the way from here to New York Everbody's talking about sir Too $hort The way I rap like a homerun hitter Knocking out s**ers 'cause I'm so much better At rapping so what could it be Give me a mic and a beat and you'll soon see I'm to cool sir Too $hort Turing everything out from here to New York Remember my name and I be out On the mic all night just spitting my rap True hoo thing never been down I'm so fresh I could never be clowned Its just like that until the end of time So you better wake up on the West coast rhyme