Bomdigi

I'll just sway

This the way it goes down

Def squad, nine-pound

Check this here

The E gets wicked, no need for the biscuit

The green-eyed funk-dafied brother coming wicked

I sets the party off just like Tanqueray

The Funk Lord, nobody else could swing this way

I put the loc to the motion, drop the funk coast to coast and

I Buck like Shot, cuz I know I Got Cha Opin

Check the soup, I Dogg the mic like Snoop

I get swift like H-Town, when I Knock Da Boots (That's Right!)

I'm dynamite with this mic

I show like Doug E, like I rock the mic lovely

The Afro-desiac, bringing the do-what-diddy to the city

On the zap side with the vibe

I'm Stone Cold like Bobby and Ralph T

I come with the Game of Death, without Bruce Lee

The irregular speakin', for those MC's who be tweaking

Catch me at the Beacon just freaking

Brothers can't see me

'Cause my style's the bom-digi, bom-uh, dang-a-digi

Brothers can't see me

'Cause my style's the bom-digi, bom-uh, dang-a-digi

Brothers can't see me

It goes one for the trouble, two for the show

Aiyyo, I'm getting airplay like The Most Beautiful

I'm the mack, I made Goldy turn chrome

When I include my styles upon the microphones (yeah)

I goes down for y'all in board daylight

Weeded, rockin the mic like ta-dow and psych

Today is a Green Day, so it's blazing

To specify it, I get a big-up from Jamaicans

Hey, the ERICK gets down for the public

More doper than Janet Jackson's stomach

Ask anybody, who's the dopest producer?

I think of cruise, I'm never too much like I'm Luther

My style is the craziest, no crew is fading us

You got beef with my squad you better dare that

The shit I kick make rappers say, I should've said that

'Cause my style's the bom-digi, bom-uh, dang-a-digi

Brothers can't see me

'Cause my style's the bom-digi, bom-uh, dang-a-digi

Brothers can't see me

Complete this puzzle, what Squad be Def like Russell Simmons

And more flyer than Robin Givens

Cosmic Slop, from the dark side, basically

I can't wait, songs from the Red man tape

(Make much sense when he's kicking, fool) 'Cause I constantly keep shitting

And y'all constantly keep listening

Who can it be now, watch out flying through the air wings E

Double doing my thing, brothers can't see me

'Cause my style's the bom-digi, bom-uh, dang-a-digi

Brothers can't see me

'Cause my style's the bom-digi, bom-uh, dang-a-digi

Brothers can't see me