Free Style Rappin'

2-1, 2-1, 2, in the place to be

DJ Code Money on the wheels of steel

My name happens to be MC Schoolly D

We're gonna do somethin' freestyle for y'all

And it go like this

2-1, 2-1, 2-1, 2

Sucka ass **** your time is through

Rockin' everybody, 'cause you know that I can

Shockin' everybody, I'm a hell of a man

Rockin' everybody, walkin' down the street

Shockin' everybody, 'cause it sounds so neat

First name's Schoolly, and my last name's D

Got all the fly people hangin' at my feet

Sucka ass ****, in the place

Don't even know why you're showin' your face

Rockin' everybody, 'cause I know that I can

Shockin' everybody, I'm a hell of a man

Rockin' by my side, is MC Pimp

Chillin' in the back, with a hell of a limp

DJ Code, on the two turntables

Shockin' everybody, 'cause he's willing and able

2-1, 2-1, 2-1, 2

Sucka ass ****, your time is through

2 dollar bitches, get off of my back

You'll never take a ride in my Cadillac

'Cause why you stinkin', we just thinkin'

We pulled up in a blue cold Lincoln

Sucka ass ****, in the place

We don't even know why you're showin' your face

While my DJ makin' you dance

Chillin' in the back with a B-Boy stance

2-1, 2-1, 2-1, 2

Sucka ass ****, your time is through

Sittin' one day, out and chillin' a while

Watchin' re-runs of Gilligan's Isle

Just one thing I'd like to know:

Is that bitch Ginger a hoe?

Saw her beach, so far out, shit

Suckin' off the vessel's dick

Then she got with Mr. Howell

Got with the Skipper for a long long while

If there is no circumstance

My DJ will make you dance

Call him Code or call him Lance

But I'm in the back with the B-Boy stance

2-1, 2-1, 2-1, 2

Sucka ass ****, your time is through

2-1, 2-1, 2-1, 2

Sucka ass ****, your time is through

Stop illin', while I'm chillin'

Came here tonight to do some MC killin'

Rhymes so def, they reach the ceilin'

I know you're gettin' high, but I'm not drug dealin'

The beat from the drum machine you're feelin'

I know you're gettin' ready, waitin' and illin'

Just wait a little longer 'cause I'm still chill chillin'

If there is no circumstance

My DJ will make you dance

Call him Code or call him Lance

But I'm in the back with the B-Boy stance

2-1, 2-1, 2-1, 2

Sucka ass ****, your time is through

The only reason why you on my tip

Is because I make a lot of money, you dollar bitch

I need a fly girl that's so so pretty

Chillin' out hard in the big, big city

Don't smoke no cheeba, don't do no coke

Don't need a fly girl strung out on dope

What I need is a fly girl full of romance

Come on baby doll, nothin' but a chance

While my DJ make you dance

I'm in the back in the B-Boy stance